| Maybe I could swim into your thoughts like your drugs do
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| Paralyze your body, sick and tired of waking up to
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| Burning eyes and cigarettes
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| I’m falling through the couch like a suicide mission tonight
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| My God, here comes the downside
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| Wild eyes of terror pray for sex on the beach
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| While oceans of kerosene will soak into me
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| I’m not meant for this world, I just don’t see the point
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| Don’t think about it, don’t over think about it
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| And life is a joke, but everything’s riding on me tonight
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| Been counting the stars and scars
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| How I’m becoming a work of art
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| Desperate times and desperate measures
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| I come so close, my hopes are severed by the downside
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| A million waves in the ocean crash at once to make you smile
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| The whispered words «You'd better hide the bullets»
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| You stayed on the phone and talked to me day and night
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| Trigger my nightmare once again
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| It’s fucking loaded in hand
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| And we’ll let the fire rage
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| The smoke and the drowning flames
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| My bedroom computer light is the only menace to my new faux wooden blinds |