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I've got too much energy to switch off my mind, |
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But not enough to get myself organized. |
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My heart is heavy--my head is confused, |
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And my aching little soul--has started burning blue! |
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I can't give you up, till i've got more than enough. |
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So infect me with your love-- |
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Nurse me into sickness. nurse me back to health. |
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Endow me with the gifts--of the man made world. |
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When desire becomes an illness instead of a joy, |
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And guilt a necessity that's gotta be destroyed. |
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Take me by the hands and walk me to the end of the pier. |
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Run your fingers through my hair, |
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And tell me what i wanna hear-- |
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Will lies become truths in this face of fading youth |
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From my scrotum to your womb, --your cradle to my tomb. |
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Nurse me into sickness, nurse me back to health |
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And tell me what it is that i want in this world!! |
