| And of all the feelings
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| It’s the only choice that my senses make, it’s like I could inject you, babe,
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| aa-aa
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| And of all the faces, you’re the only human I ever known
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| But ain’t it good to be alone sometimes?
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| It’s warmer than blood and stronger than bone, I scratch and I shake
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| I’m Jonesing for Jones, streams on my pillow, whether I can sleep at last
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| I’m Jonesing for Jones, say goodbye to the past
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| Uh-oh
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| And in the blackest evening
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| A-just a taste of you and the heavens shine, light enough to daze the blind,
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| aaaw
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| You’ve got the power to fix me when I’m sick and twisting from time I’ve known
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| But ain’t it good to feel alone sometimes?
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| It’s warmer than blood and stronger than bone, I scratch and I shake
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| To the past (x2)
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| Oo-oo-oo oo-oo-ooo
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| I’m feeling warm and sated, a little dehydrated
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| But that’s okay, a-'cause there’s nothing in the way this time
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| It rains when I’m dry, it speaks when I’m alone, I can’t leave it — I’ve tried
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| To the past (x6) |