| Lately, I Have been speculating
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| As to how and why
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| These circles race whatever I do Your blonde hair
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| Breaks this ten thousand yard stare
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| Clearly, I Am still withdrawing it’s true
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| (ahh ahh ahh)
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| Somethings not right here
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| The paint watches me as I dry here
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| The pain watches me as I waltz through
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| This black hole
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| And I don’t feel violent
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| In fact I feel some way enlightened
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| The best parts of us Always seem to have the most downfalls
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| There’s a cigarette in my mouth
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| A nicotine patch is on the floor
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| When did we get addicted to the cure?
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| Ahh ah ahh
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| Ahh ahh
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| I am addicted to the cure!
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| Sometimes, I Get aggravated
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| With my concept of time
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| And how the clocks tick backwards on cue
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| Your blonde hair
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| Breaks this wristwatch and it’s cares
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| Clearly I Am still withdrawing from you
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| (ahh ahh ahh)
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| Somethings not right here
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| The paint watches me as I dry here
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| The pain watches me as I waltz through
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| This black hole
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| And I don’t feel violent
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| In fact I feel some way enlightened
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| The best parts of us Always seem to have the most downfalls
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| There’s a cigarette in my mouth
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| And nicotine patches on the floor
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| When did we get addicted?
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| When did we get addicted?
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| But our heads tell us to stop
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| As our chests scream out for more
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| I’m proud to be addicted
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| I’m proud to be addicted to the cure
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| I am addicted to the cure
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| I am addicted to the cure
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| I am addicted to the cure |