| Baby, don’t scream, back to bed
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| I just need patience again
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| We create our future, right?
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| We can make the storyline
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| Baby, don’t scream, back to bed
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| I just need patience again
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| We create our future, right?
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| We can make the storyline
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| Hope the devil don’t come and take my soul
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| So where the hell I go?
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| Something caught my throat
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| Asingle full apocalyptic vision of us kissing in the rain
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| Lipstick, cigarette, ain’t that a silhouette?
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| I need to learn I can relax and b a pillow pet
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| And I’ll do anything but lie, for that, you’ll nevr get
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| Baby, don’t scream, back to bed
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| I just need patience again
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| We create our future, right?
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| We can make the storyline
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| Baby, don’t scream, back to bed
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| I just need patience again
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| We create our future, right?
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| We can make the storyline
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| I’m not a stranger to the mouth
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| And if there’s something in your system and you never get it out
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| Eventually, your memory is loud
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| I’ll show you how to win, but then you’d never learn
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| And every dollar earned another metaphor for worms
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| It’s never really ends, so why the fuck we spend?
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| And why the fuck my whole life is so fucking dependent on you? |