| The blood is thick, thicker than my thoughts are quick
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| Quicker than these thoughts turn sick, sick
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| Sicker than my temperature rising
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| Sicker than the whites of their eyes despising me
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| And all my lovers that I can’t disguise
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| And I’ll never know why
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| The air is clear, clearer that the taste of tears
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| Clearer than me smell of fear
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| And I’m fearful for a long cold year with you
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| Don’t you know what you do?
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| You give me the horrors and I give you the goo that oozes
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| Separate the scabs from the bruises
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| I turn my thoughts off and on
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| Off and on
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| Off and on
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| Off and on
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| Off and on
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| Off and on
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| Off and on
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| Off and on
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| I’m out of breath, offers me a taste of death
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| Equally the taste of life and I freeze to feel it
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| I prayed to my god and I prayed to your Jesus, oh yes
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| I prayed and I pleaded that I’d never go back
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| But I’m always going back
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| Cause the touch is sweet, sweeter than he touches me
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| Sweeter when that touch repeats, repeats
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| Please believe my heart spills its guts every time that you leave
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| Don’t you know what you do?
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| You give me the horrors and I give you the goo that oozes
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| Separate the scabs from the bruises
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| Off and on
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| Off and on
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| Off and on
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| Off and on
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| Off and on
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| Off and on
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| Off and on
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| Off and on
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| He’s gonna teach me how to live
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| He’s gonna teach me how to live
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| He’s gonna teach me how to live
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| He’s gonna teach me how to live
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| He’s gonna teach me how to live
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| He’s gonna teach me how to live
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| He’s gonna teach me how to live
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| He’s gonna teach me how to live
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| He’s gonna teach me how to live |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Off & On , by - Findlay. Song from the album Forgotten Pleasures, in the genre Альтернатива