| I curse and I blow things out of proportion
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| You’re in the next room with your headphones on
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| I know you frown upon my mood swings
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| I’m hysterical too, you got the whole deal !
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| The Spirit and the Flesh were working till they didn’t
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| I’m a stranger to your eyes now
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| Screws are loose, I refuse to arise
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| Out of the few things I cherish I’ll just keep a few
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| I’ll pack up the Faulkner’s and the Hemingway’s too
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| I don’t need much where i’m heading to
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| No hopes, no plans
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| Only mysteries attend where i’m going to!
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| I’ll speak to myself if I want to, I’ll eat what i can if I need to
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| I’ll love you in the craziest way I can…
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| You’re the best thing I ever did see with my own eyes
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| The warmest skin I’ve touched with my greedy eyes
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| You know me too well and i hate myself so I can’t let you love me
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| Now it’s a pickle you bet! |
| I must think ahead
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| Not treat you like a pet or my daddy just yet
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| Should I free you from the spell?
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| Let the princess burn in hell, forget about her
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| I’m headed to the waterfalls
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| I’m taking the Fall
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| We’re beating to our own drums
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| We’re visionary both
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| I’m not sure how to end this song
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| I’ll wait till you get back from work
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| And see how it goes
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| Your hysterical wife
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| Your hysterical wife |