| You said you wanna ride with me
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| You wanna feel alive with me
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| But you left so casually
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| I heard it once, I don’t wanna hear it twice
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| You said you can provide for me
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| You know you can confide in me
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| You never have to lie to me
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| I said it once, and I ain’t gonna say it twice
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| I don’t know what you want me to be
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| Boy, I want you to be happy
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| I can see but don’t wanna believe
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| My own reality
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| So come on, preach
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| All your misery, that ain’t what I need
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| So come on, preach
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| That’s what you gotta do to keep my company
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| So why don’t you preach?
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| Say you’re gonna leave, then maybe you should go
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| Or you can preach
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| And hope that I believe it, no, no, no, no
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| I don’t feel your touch
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| Don’t feel your love, your love
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| I don’t feel your touch
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| Don’t feel your love, your love
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| A beautiful catastrophe
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| Drawn me through into a tragedy
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| Happened so casually
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| I told you once, and I ain’t gonna tell you twice
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| You say you wanna rock for me
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| But you don’t know geology
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| You’re drying up the treasury
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| I said it once, and I ain’t gonna say it twice
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| I don’t know what you want me to be
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| Boy, I want you to be happy
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| I can see but don’t wanna believe
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| My own reality
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| So come on, preach
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| All your misery, that ain’t what I need
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| So come on, preach
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| That’s what you gotta do to keep my company
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| So why don’t you preach?
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| Say you’re gonna leave, then maybe you should go
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| Or you can preach
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| And hope that I believe it, no, no, no, no
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| I don’t feel your touch
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| Don’t feel your love, your love
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| I don’t feel your touch
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| Don’t feel your love, your love
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| Being satisfied isn’t good enough
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| Good luck to you, it’s a shame about that
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| Being satisfied isn’t good enough
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| Good luck to you, it’s a shame about that, I said
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| Being satisfied isn’t good enough
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| Good luck to you, it’s a shame about that
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| Being satisfied isn’t good enough
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| So come on, preach
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| All your misery, that ain’t what I need
|
| So come on, preach
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| That’s what you gotta do to keep my company
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| So why don’t you preach?
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| Say you’re gonna leave, then maybe you should go
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| Or you can preach
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| And hope that I believe it, no, no, no, no |