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My head's on the rack |
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Don't know if |
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I can Look into the light ' |
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Cause it's black and it's white |
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It touches like a tidal wave |
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It hits like a hurricane |
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And my head is ringing |
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And my head is spinning |
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Don't want to go back |
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Don't know if |
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I can Got a full blown yellow attack |
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Got a big black bird on my back |
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I can hear your voice in my head |
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If my amiable soul fucks up any more |
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Then I'll sentence myself |
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And that goes for me aswell |
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I can hear your voice in my head |
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My head's on the rack |
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Don't know if |
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I can Look into the light ' |
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Cause it's black and it's white |
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It touches like a tidal wave |
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It hits like a drinking game |
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And my head is ringing |
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And my head is spinning |
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Don't want to go back |
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Don't know if |
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I can Got a full blown yellow attack |
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Got a big black bird on my back |
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I can hear your voice in my head |
