| Now I said it would be hard
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| Yeah I told you so and now it’s all this
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| Psycho-sexual-mind-warp-every-night
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| You said you’ve been robbed
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| Of all the things you said you didn’t need
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| What were you thinking
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| They were gonna throw you some kind of parade?
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| Every time you call, I get it
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| Every time we talk, my head shapes a colour
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| Which ever wiles away the hours
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| I hope I’m not losing my mind
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| I hope I’m not losing my mind
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| I got myself up, good and strong and blind
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| Saw you at full strain
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| And it brought me right down, right down
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| Well I never had you pegged as any runner up
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| It’s stacked up against you
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| But it’s always been that way for us
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| So wicked is the wind that rattles at the door
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| My toes paint a vision of black holes and tudor in the sky
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| I hope I’m not losing my mind
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| I hope I’m not losing my mind
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| I hope I’m not losing my mind
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| I hope I’m not losing my mind |