| You’re always in my mind, you’ve got me
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| Turning always turning round and round
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| This disease in my eyes and in my veins
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| I can’t see anything as if I’m blind
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| You’ve got me so diseased and blind
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| So diseased
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| You firmly close the doors behind you again
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| You’ve nicely done with me every now and then
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| You keep on shredding my skin like you’re hanging from me
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| But I’m the one who’s hanging now from you
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| And I’m free
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| You’ve got me walking down for hours
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| You’ve got me so diseased I can’t sleep
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| You’ve got me walking down for hours
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| But now I’m free
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| You were always in my mind
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| You had me turning always turning round and round
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| You’ve got me so diseased and blind |