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Sleep on and dream of love |
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Because it\'s the closest you will |
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Get to love |
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Poor twisted child |
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So ugly, so ugly |
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Poor twisted child |
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Oh hug me, oh hug me |
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One november |
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Spawned a monster |
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In the shape of this child |
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Who later cried : |
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\"but jesus made me, so |
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Jesus save me from |
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Pity, sympathy |
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And people discussing me\" |
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A frame of useless limbs |
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What can make good |
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All the bad that\'s been done ? |
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And if the lights were out |
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Could you even bear |
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To kiss her full on the mouth |
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(or anywhere?) |
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Oh, poor twisted child |
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So ugly, so ugly |
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Poor twisted child |
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Oh hug me, oh hug me |
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One november |
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Spawned a monster |
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In the shape of this child |
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Who must remain |
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A hostage to kindness |
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And the wheels underneath her |
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A hostage to kindness |
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And the wheels underneath her |
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A symbol of where mad, mad lovers |
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Must pause and draw the line. |
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So sleep and dream of love |
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Because it\'s the closest |
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You will get to love |
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That november |
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Is a time |
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Which i must |
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Put out of my mind |
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Oh, one fine day |
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Let it be soon |
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She won\'t be rich or beautiful |
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But she\'ll be walking your streets |
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In the clothes that she went out |
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And chose for herself. |
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