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Caught by spies, chocolate eyes, strung out youth |
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Loving yourself, tearing yourself tooth by tooth "Look up", |
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Saint Peter said |
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Your mom's got a liquor head, do you? |
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It's gonna be a perfect day |
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Say the word and |
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I'll run away with you |
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Hey baby, you know |
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I'm falling for you |
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Hey babe, like a bomb, like a bomb, like a |
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Hey baby, your premonition is true |
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Like a bomb, like a bomb that |
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I fell onto |
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Caught by spies, crashing all night |
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Cold church pews |
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Selling yourself, wrecking yourself |
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Nothing's new |
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Held up at a nickel store |
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Some guys got nothing more to lose |
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It's gonna be a beautiful day |
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I'll do anything for you |
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Dreading the sea around no more |
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We'll turn it to booze for swallowing |
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I'll be the body armor |
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And you can be the skin |