| I'm feeling really bad
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| The scenario it seems familiar
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| I'm right now a mix of confusion and nausea
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| Fifty fifty percent
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| I blackouted yesterday, no further intelligent
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| I've been here before, but when is it really forgotten
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| There's no light here, only a single glow from the moonlight
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| That does not really reveal anything in terms of how I 'got in here
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| There are some clothes hanging on some hangers that might well fit another woman
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| Oh shit hellam william how could you be so stupid and blind
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| In the background, the silence is interrupted by a church tower
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| And right by my side there she lies, just like last morning
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| Claws in my neck hair think of my night yesterday
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| Was deleted because you take a tear, it sku a little hardcore
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| So the mystery right now is, in short, what the hell she's saying
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| When she closes her beautiful eyes I have no alibis
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| Thinking of Jimmy again and it tears in his stomach like sandpaper
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| Just wanted to make music, so why do they gang war fantasies
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| Nobody knows where you're going
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| I doubt you remember it yourself
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| And who wears his shoes to bed
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| I think it's best you slip away again
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| Ella opens her eyes and closes her left
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| And sends me a look that most reminds me of some disappointed parents
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| William I do not think you're one of those young people
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| But this kind of trouble I do not run around after
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| She tells me that I came by already at 10 o'clock
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| Without anything wise or good to say
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| I had apologized and talked about a friend who demanded help
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| Before I had started waffling about gin and cocoa milk
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| She had taken me in, mostly just out of sympathy
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| Because I certainly could not 'take care of myself, it was clear'
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| Now we sat in bed again, like a sick copy
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| By the morning of yesterday, except now, there was a new chemistry
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| Sorry a thousand times, you have to think the worst thoughts
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| In your eyes, I must be an erratic strange drinker
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| But the thought of dropping it's gives level when the heart beats
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| I know it's a cliché, but I do not think you're like everyone else
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| The mobile it rings again, but still from secret number
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| I hope it sellers, and not gangsters, for sums of money
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| Either way, I might as well reject the call
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| If it's criminal I do not hope it will be misunderstood
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| We talk quietly in bed as it dawns on me
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| The car keys are not hidden in my empty pockets
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| And with my luck, I definitely forgot to lock it
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| Or we 'just put the keys in the door which is then open
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| I apologize again, picking up my jacket from the floor
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| To check if the car is closed or has disappeared
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| She frowns and asks «can it fit you slip again»
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| I answer you can kill me if I'm not back in 5 minutes |