| I’ve been looking for an original sin.
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| One with a twist and a bit of a spin.
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| And since I’ve done all of the old ones.
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| Till they’ve all been done in.
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| Now I’m just looking —
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| Then I’m gone with the wind —
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| Endlessly searching for an original sin.
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| You can dance forever.
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| You got a fire in your feet.
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| But will it ever be enough?
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| You know that it’ll never be enough.
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| You can fly and never land.
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| And never need to sleep.
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| But will it ever be enough?
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| You know that it’ll never be enough.
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| It’s not enough to make the nightmares go away.
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| It’s not enough to make the tears run dry.
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| It’s not enough to live a little better every day.
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| Everything that they taught us.
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| Was nothing but lies.
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| Everything that they brought us.
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| Was nothing but bribes.
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| But it’ll all be over now —
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| All I wanted was a piece of the night.
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| I never got an equal share.
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| When the stars are out of sight.
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| And the moon is down —
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| The natives are so restless tonight.
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| I’ve been looking for an original sin.
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| One with a twist and a bit of a spin.
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| And since I’ve done all of the old ones.
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| Till they’ve all been done in.
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| Now I’m just looking —
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| Then I’m gone with the wind —
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| Endlessly searching for an original sin.
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| You can lose yourself in pleasure.
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| Till your body’s going numb.
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| But will it ever be enough?
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| You know that it’ll never be enough?
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| You can always take whatever.
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| You conceivably could want.
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| But will it ever be enough?
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| You know that it will never be enough.
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| It’s not enough to make the nightmares go away.
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| It’s not enough to make the tears run dry.
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| It’s not enough to live a little better every day.
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| Everything that they taught us.
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| Was nothing but lies.
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| Everything that they brought us.
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| Was nothing but bribes.
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| But the lies are over now —
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| All I wanted was a piece of the night.
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| It never had to get so dark.
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| When the stars are out of sight.
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| And the moon is down —
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| The natives are so restless tonight.
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| I’ve been looking for an original sin.
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| One with a twist and a bit of a spin.
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| And since I’ve done all of the old ones.
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| Till they’ve all been done in.
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| Now I’m just looking —
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| For an original sin.
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| I’ve been looking for the ultimate crime.
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| Infinite victims, infinitesimal time —
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| And I’m so very guilty for no reason or rhyme.
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| So now I’m just looking.
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| And killing some time —
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| Endlessly searching for the ultimate crime.
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| I’ve been looking for an original sin.
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| One with atwist and a bit of a spin.
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| And since I’ve done all of the old ones.
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| Till they’ve all been done in.
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| Now I’m just looking —
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| Then I’m gone with the wind
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| Endlessly searching for an original sin.
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| I’m applying for a license to thrill.
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| Going out on the edge —
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| Moving in for the kill.
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| They’ll be hell to pay someday.
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| So put it all on the bill.
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| Cause we’ll always be paying !
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| And paying until —
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| We’re beyond expiration.
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| With a license to thrill. |