| The time has come, to reach a new realization 'tween me and you
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| Time to clear the rumors, sensations, and things that just are not true
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| Well I thought I heard you behind me
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| With a knife straight for my back
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| It’s quite clear that I’m back in the swing of a-living
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| Although I might not be on the right track
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| Oh thought I might drown but its hard to keep a good man down
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| Town’s where you’ll find me, through some ill-gotten hand
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| Although I never listen, girl, I damn well understand
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| And you think I’m so damn feeble
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| I can’t see through your lies, you’re just a crock of shit
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| With a pretty smile and I refuse to compromise
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| Oh, you give me such a heavy, heavy, heavy load
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| You may hold some vision of truth, if truth can be found in a lie
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| Maybe some grain of inspiration, for a song that’s deep inside
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| Oh, tears running down your face
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| You’re screaming «Look me in the eye.»
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| Well I’m looking straight at your twisted face
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| And it’s enough to make me cry
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| Oh passions, they’re for those who want to
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| Pay the price of loving you
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| In more ways than one
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| Wrapped around your finger
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| But I think my time has come
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| But I never can be too sure
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| Cuz I like to have a little fun
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| Oh, what fun it would be to blow my mind and fall into the sun
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| A mind is a precious thing to taste |