| Sit down beside me let me feast upon your dreams
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| You can fill up all your emptiness from here
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| Tell me all about everything and ask me what it means
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| 'cos I’m loaded with the things you want to hear
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| And if I see the invisible yeah I know it’s impossible
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| It’s a necessary evil
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| Underneath the pin pricked blanket if the purple sky
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| You can still make out the shadow of the stone
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| How high can feelings run with crutches by your side
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| And how brightly do you burn when you’re alone?
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| And I feel the invisible yeah I know it’s impossible
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| And I see the invisible yeah I know it’s impossible
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| It’s a necessary hunger
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| It’s a necessary pain
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| It’s a necessary craving
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| It’s a necessary evil
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| Evil
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| It’s a necessary lusting
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| It’s a necessary bleeding
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| It’s another kind of healing
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| It’s a necessary evil
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| Evil
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| It’s a necessary evil
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| Evil is all I have |