| No longer sane
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| No longer human
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| You’re everything that I need
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| And pray for rain just to make it sunny
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| It’s better now we can see
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| Guilt
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| Who’s power crazy
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| Who’s hungry for honey
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| Who could hold and take unless I
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| I don’t like wine and must love money
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| Wine is better when there’s nobody else
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| Now that I’m holding I’m holding that
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| Seeking around and give right back
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| And my arm is gonna be this blind
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| And my arm is gonna be this
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| Reaching with you
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| These are the days of broken TV
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| She got mirror things and looks real nice well
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| Love over sex with me on her inside
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| We see the light and gather real tight
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| Now that I’m holding I’m holding that
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| Seeking around and give right back
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| And my arm is gonna be this blind
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| And my arm is gonna be
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| I feel funny
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| I shut up fine
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| These are the days of broken TV
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| She got mirror things and looks real nice well
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| Love over sex with me on her inside
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| We see the light and gather real tight
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| Now that I’m holding I’m holding that
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| Seeking around and give right back
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| And my arm is gonna be this blind
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| And my arm is gonna be this
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| This, this, hard to live
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| With what you miss
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| Hard to live
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| With what you miss
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| Hard to live
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| With what you miss
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| Hard to live with what you miss |