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| And the world your balloon Peeping Tom for the mother station | |
| The wicked lies we tell that hope to keep us safe from the pain | |
| I swear by now I'm playing time against my troubles oh, I'm coming slow but speeding... | |
| I don't say a word anymore and you know exactly what I mean | |
| I'm not gonna brush you off no way, And I'm not gonna pull your hair | |
| Twenty three and so tired of life | |
| If you give you begin to live | |
| God or the devil alone could not have made you up | |
| Let me drink you please, I wont spill a drop, I promise you | |
| Oh, how I love your pretty rock-roll kisses, Come on and stay with me | |
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| One day, decided to climb down, And run off to the city | |
| It seemed so unnerving, Still somehow deserving | |
| Oh unholy day, if I leave now I might get away. | |
| What you've become, Just as I have, Are you and I so unlike | |
| I never did a single thing that did a single thing to change the ugly ways of the world | |
| Funny when you're small The moon follows the car | |
| Rolling stone gathers no moss | |
| The first time I kissed you I lost my legs | |
| I grew from monkey into man | |
| And when we get to the ocean, going to take a boat to the end of the world | |
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