| Time takes a cigarette, puts it in your mouth
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| You pull on your finger, then another finger, then your cigarette
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| The wall-to-wall is calling, it lingers, then you forget
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| Ohh, you’re a rock 'n' roll suicide
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| You’re too old to lose it, too young to choose it
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| And the clocks waits so patiently on your song
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| You walk past a cafe but you don’t eat when you’ve lived too long
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| Oh, no, no, no, you’re a rock 'n' roll suicide
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| Chev brakes are snarling as you stumble across the road
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| But the day breaks instead so you hurry home
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| Don’t let the sun blast your shadow
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| Don’t let the milk float ride your mind
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| They’re so natural, religiously unkind
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| Oh, no, love, you’re not alone
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| You’re watching yourself but you’re too unfair
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| You got your head all tangled up but if I could only make you care
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| Oh, no, love, you’re not alone
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| No matter what or who you’ve been
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| No matter when or where you’ve seen
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| All the knives seem to lacerate your brain
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| I’ve had my share, I’ll help you with the pain
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| You’re not alone
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| Just turn on with me and you’re not alone
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| Let’s turn on with me and you’re not alone
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| Let’s turn on and be not alone
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| Gimme your hands 'cause you’re wonderful
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| Gimme your hands 'cause you’re wonderful
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| Oh, gimme your hands |