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Clashing noises jamming thoughts |
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Busting loose in the darkened urban streets |
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Take a look in Pandora's box |
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It's only Rock'n Roll without a dream |
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Dr.Feelman asking you |
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Why can't you believe in anyone |
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You tell him |
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You should enjoy a little sense of doubt |
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Instead you're locked up in your paranoia |
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There's a Psychopath living in your mind |
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Can't walk alone you're chickenshit |
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Guarantee you wouldn't last another day |
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Can't deside if you wanna split |
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But take the ride and you gotta pay |
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Dr.Feelman says to you |
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You gotta do it slow and steady |
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And you say |
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Can't you dig the heatinside my soul |
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Or is your heart made of celluloid? |
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There's a Psychopath living in your mind |
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Twisted stairs going underground |
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Something out of the night of the living dead |
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Creeping up on you without a sound |
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Says you ain't seen nothing yet |
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Dr.Feelman so complete |
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What you do nothing touches you |
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You got |
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Wide eyes but you never see |
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Walk on glass you don't even bleed |
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There's a Psychopath living in your mind |
