| I could make you want me, make you need me, make you mine
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| I could make it holy, make it special, make it right
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| I could make you want me, make you need me all the time
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| I could make it holy, make it fine
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| Irons in the fire moving on, moving on
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| Torn apart and tired of it all, of it all
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| Ohh, never the same
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| Feel no glory
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| Feel no pain
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| I could make you want me, make you need me, make you mine
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| I could make it holy, make it special, make it right
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| I could make you want me, make you need me all the time
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| I could make it holy, make it fine
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| Shaking out the sheets and holding on (holding on)
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| Following my feet until it’s gone (until it’s gone)
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| It’s dead and gone, ohhh
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| Never the same
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| Feel no glory
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| Feel no pain
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| I could make you want me, make you need me, make you mine
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| I could make it holy, make it special, make it right
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| I could make you want me, make you need me all the time
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| I could make it holy, make it fine
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| It’s all worn out now
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| But I never did wrong
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| But I never did wrong
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| Did I ever, ever, ever do you wrong?
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| I could make you want me, make you need me, make you mine
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| I could make it holy, make it special, make it right
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| I could make you want me, make you need me all the time
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| I could make it holy, make it (special, make it) fine
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| I could make you want me, make you need me, make you mine
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| I could make it holy, make it special, make it right
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| I could make you want me, make you need me, make you mine
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| I could make it holy… |