| Every night you hypnotize the people who sit drinking
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| In the club but all the pretty words they say
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| The parties and the pills won’t be enough
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| Suicides they always find, pretended to have friends that they could trust
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| The messages they leave behind «the loneliness just gets to be too much»
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| You’re here and gone but you just can’t stop this drug
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| Day and night, the feelin' keeps you high and makes you warm
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| You’re here and gone but you just can’t get enough
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| All your life you’ve tried to keep the high that numbs and fills you up
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| Valentines and vintage wines grow bitter in the
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| Light of noonday sun with every kiss you leave behind
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| Another piece of who you might become
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| When in time you tire and the traveler’s checks and
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| Liars are no fun you think about the world outside
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| The waiters and the salesmen lift you up
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| You’re here and gone but you just can’t stop this drug
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| Day and night, the feelin' keeps you high and makes you warm
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| You’re here and gone but you just can’t get enough
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| All your life you’ve tried to keep the high that numbs and fills you up
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| Seems like you have felt this all along
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| Feels like you just want me out the door |