| I’m hung up on a wire so thin
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| Tearing out what’s been trapped in
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| My puppet strings, been pulled too tight
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| I can see the real me’s going to be a bloody fight
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| I’m your Voodoo doll don’t you hear my call
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| Trying so hard to forget, got my bottles, got my pills, got my TV set
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| I’m imprisoned by my passion, i;m a slave to my trade
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| How can you be so possessed by the profit that’s been made
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| I live for love where love’s insane, I need to numb to ease the pain
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| When the end begins again, needles, needles, I’m sticking them in
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| I’m your Voodoo doll, heed my call
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| I’m strung out on pretty, pretty girls, I forgot about the rest of the world
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| Pots and pans and good free sex my wife she is the best
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| If I get bored of her I’ll have a family and get into incest
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| I live for love where love’s insane, I need to numb to ease the pain
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| When the end begins again, needles, needles, I’m sticking them in
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| Think your thoughts, confirm your petty doubts
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| The spell is cast in broken glass your time is running out
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| You’re just a prisoner, sweet prisoner, you’re just imprisoned by your own
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| devices
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| Come on out and bleed some blood and solve this f*cking crisis
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| I live for love where love’s insane, I need to numb to ease the pain
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| When the end begins again, needles, needles, I’m sticking them in
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| Voodoo doll, don’t you hear my call
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| The big old world doesn’t seem so f*cked up when I’m f*cked up too
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| Voodoo doll, don’t you hear my call |