Grand Duke, Great Marquis

Why would a healthy person pretend to be so sad
Everyone but me draws the curtain just to cry at it
Everybody, they hold my cup
But when I'm empty I won't fill back up

(Tell me what you are)
Well I'm the grand duke, great marquis of Hell

These taste too sad
These taste too sad
These taste too sad
These taste too sad
These taste too sad
These taste too sad

These taste too sad
Thеse taste too sad
Thesе taste too sad
These taste too sad

I'm the grand duke, great marquis of Hell
Don't think you know what it feels like too
(Don’t think you know)