| Half the time I’m lying, pushing, pulling, trying
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| Making good excuses for my laziness
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| Bad habits on the shelf, seem to jump off by them self
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| I’m my own defendant, who’s the witness?
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| Let’s not talk of love, who’s below and what’s above
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| You’re only in and out of one or the other
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| Dreamed I hit the wall, had a kinda call
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| Dreamed I hit the wall
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| All I really need, these ordinary feelings
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| All I need, is the beating in my chest
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| Stay where you are
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| Up against the ceiling
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| Had such magic dreams, as a holy body sings
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| And now the cursed night, just brings that darkness
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| Meanwhile all along, we were vital, we were strong
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| Something of the miracle of star glows
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| Don’t give me just a nice fix, one of those stupid mental tricks
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| I only walk in one of four directions
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| Do I wanna please me? |
| Do I wanna please me?
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| Something seizes me
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| Ordinary, this ordinary feeling
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| Ordinary,
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| Stay where you are
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| Up against the ceiling |