| When you kiss the base o’my spine
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| Make my body into your shrine
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| You give me this feeling deep inside
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| One that I can no longer disguise
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| While other snakes just shed their skins
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| Fucked holes pointing out my sins
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| Even though I realise that history’s not on my side
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| Even though I realise the pioneer skin still curls up in my eyes
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| If I don’t go crazy, I’ll lose my mind
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| I saw a life before me but now I’m blind
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| I wanna go to heaven, never been there before
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| I wanna go to heaven, so you kill me some more
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| Flying high upon the gallows
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| Too messed up to step out of the shadows
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| A drugged up heart that knows no sorrow
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| Rescued from this deep dark hole
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| Stick on these boots and sharpen the nails
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| Time is nigh for you leather girls
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| Maybe we should end this race
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| Vanish while we cannot leave no trace
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| If I don’t go crazy, I’ll lose my mind
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| I saw a life before me, but now I’m blind
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| See one-arm film stars on alien beaches
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| Potted gold and tattooed faces
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| Harrison murals on the corner, tupperware boxes full of hops
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| Diazepam dreams there catching streams
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| Paper dinosaurs flash blue and green
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| Still I’ve got a flash-bulb head
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| Still I’ve got a flash-bulb head
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| If I don’t go crazy, I’ll lose my mind
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| I saw a life before me but now I’m blind
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| I wanna go to heaven, never been there before
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| I wanna go to heaven, so you kill me some more
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| Come along nice, come along dead
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| Scorpio rising, and paint it red
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| A psychic equalizer in your head
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| Come along nice, come along dead
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| Scorpio rising, and paint it red
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| A psychic equalizer in your head. |