| Woke up with a hard-on
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| Head full of distortion
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| Condition returning
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| Verdict never learning
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| Is it late in the evening?
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| Or early in the morning?
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| Is it late in the evening?
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| Or early in the morning, morning?
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| Disorientation
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| Like the sound of a gunshot
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| New modifications
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| To the buzzing of a chainsaw
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| Sleeping through the daytime
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| Working through the night time
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| Sleeping through the daytime
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| Working through the night time, night time
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| Laces tied
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| Wings pumped up with blood
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| But who keeps bleeding me dry?
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| Each and everyday
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| Face the world or take the asp
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| Been living upon a dirty guitar
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| Can’t you taste my incoherence?
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| Today is not the same as yesterday —
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| And I’ve been on the trail
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| Been on that trail
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| Been on that trail
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| For months and months now
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| For months and months now
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| For months and months now
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| Each moment a crossroads
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| You’d better be careful
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| To the left is Jesus
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| To the right The Devil singing:
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| Half a life to enjoy it
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| Half a life to regret it
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| Half a life to enjoy it
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| Half a life to regret it, gret it |