| Born in a puddle of virgin’s blood wanting everything
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| The blood was my own pumping from my infant heart
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| I weighed myself and found myself wanting, wanting everything
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| Wanting everything is the thing that eventually tears you apart
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| Spend my days pushing Elvis' belly Sirius' steep hills
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| Wanting everything is the everything that eventually kills
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| In the morning I attach my king sized shadow to my heels
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| Without my shadow I don’t know just how the other half feels
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| And I say, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, yeah this time
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| I say hello, hello, hello, I say hello, hello, yeah this time
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| To stand in the dressing room with a mushroom cloud for a head
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| My king sized cock sticks out like I saw from a man along from a hotel bed
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| I wonder who I have to blow around here to get ahead
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| Wanting everything is the everything that eventually kills you dead
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| And I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know yeah, this time
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| I say hello, hello, hello, I say hello, hello, yeah this time
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| These king sized tears do not come free but beyond me
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| Drowning my eyes with floods of unexpected memories
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| Of a time of wanting, wanting it all, wanting everything
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| Yeah stop now please you are not, well don’t you see
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| And I say goodbye, goodbye, goodbye, I say goodbye, goodbye yeah, this time
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| I say goodbye, goodbye, goodbye, I say goodbye, goodbye yeah, this time |