| And nothing stirs me not this summer
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| Nothing’s bringing colour to my cheeks, mama
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| So far from lying in the alley
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| Amputated from my personality, daddy
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| And all my influences in someone else’s bag
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| One and the same just me again
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| That’s all I ever had
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| And all the ones who died while trying
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| Should I follow their lead and be done, daddy?
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| Anne and Elliott and Sylvia
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| Do the work and then it kills you, right mama?
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| Amongst us all there’s three or four
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| That make it feel alright
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| And I want it all what’s mine and yours
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| Please hold me close tonight
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| And fuck it all so far from over
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| I got time, I can still show you, right mama?
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| And ignore the voice deep down inside me
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| Telling me the world won’t find me, like you daddy
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| And you are big and strong that’s how I like
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| And how she described it, it’s how it’s lived, it’s what it’s like
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| And roll my body in your hands tonight
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| And please, just do it right
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| Pick a magic and I’ll do it
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| Pick a magic help me through it
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| If it’s tragic I’ll still do it
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| Pick a magic and I’ll do it |