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At least in my dreams |
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When I'm sleeping it seems |
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That the needle is full endlessly |
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But you keep on waking me |
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I'm almost there |
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It's on the tip of my tongue |
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And it never goes away |
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It never comes to stay |
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The chances are slight |
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I won't shoot up tonight |
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But the sensation that's waiting beneath |
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Is a kick in the teeth |
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Almost there |
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It's on the tip of my tongue |
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And it never goes away |
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It never comes to stay |
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I'm almost there |
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It's on the tip of my tongue |
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And it never goes away |
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It never comes to stay |
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And it never goes away |
