| They say it takes some time to find the one you’re meant for
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| I spent that time in stranger’s beds
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| Had my mom pick me up at 5:30 in the morning
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| From a downtown loft where the Cthulhu inside me was fed
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| But now he’s dead
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| And as these writers age, they run out of conflict to chronicle
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| Become flabby and mundane
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| But what we built in hell is anything but boring
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| It’s the kind of love-lust that could drive a madman insane
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| And the truth is I can’t be aroused unless I’m in love
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| So thank God I found you, thank God I found you
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| And I want you
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| And I need you, now and forever
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| And I want you
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| And I need you, now and forever
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| With no irony, I’ll exclaim, «You Are My Shelter»
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| As I sing along to your sister’s tune
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| And you have built these walls since you were smaller than Lucy
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| I’m gonna break them down in the sheets of our shadowy room
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| The truth is I can’t be around unless I’m in love
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| So thank God I found you, thank God I found you
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| «As I wrestle with my broken breath
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| I’ve got these scratches and sores
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| I watch you lit up by a machine
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| This is more than I can afford
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| It’s got me tangled and tongue-tied
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| Heaving blackened lungs
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| I pay penance for the things I think
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| I’ve lost, and all I’ve done
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| So can you guide me, Sandman, with our bodies warm?
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| The only way I’ll lapse into this coma
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| Is the spark of your sweet storm
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| The sound of rain in a graveyard
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| The sound of us escalates
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| So tell me that you want me, need me
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| And that it’s not too late.»
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| Soon you’ll fall asleep
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| So breathe out the fear right now
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| All I really want to do is stay in bed with you
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| And make you happy
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| Soon you’ll fall asleep
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| So breathe in the night right now
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| All I really want to do is be inside of you
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| And make you happy
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| Make you happy, make you happy
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| Make you happy, make you happy |