| It makes me feel like I’m going crazy
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| And suddenly you don’t think good of me Constant volume
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| Buy the lady a drink my friend
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| Spread out the night stand spirit team
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| Now listen here
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| The mark to greet the masquerade is here
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| Violating lovers for their aim
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| And plead for something more
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| The cannot see
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| It makes no different kind of sense
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| That helps me to forget
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| Say 81, the cure for the seventeen kills
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| Mind escaping
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| It brings them through the dead
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| So sorry to be It makes them feel like going crazy
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| For they maim the way you see them think
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| Remember your life before they take you in Dressed up in white and gone on pills
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| Now listen nurse
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| The bottle is empty and I’m feeling worse
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| What’s the time and let me see
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| The light of day
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| The night stand spirit team is near
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| You too are welcome, take a face/mask
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| Here’s what she said to me Tray 81, the cure for the seventeen kills
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| Mind escaping
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| It brings you through the day
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| So sorry to be.
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| Like a shark who is seeking for it’s trade
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| He sit there dreaming of a woman’s scent
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| What is left is in front of his hand
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| Tray 81, the cure… |