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Come down to my house Make a whole new religion A hit is hard to resist Make a whole new religion And I'll feed your obsession Bow down to me, bow down to me |
I can't use what I can't abuse You burned me out but I'm back at your door I nearly died I came to cut you up You burn and burn to get under my skin I nearly died I came to knock you up I nearly died I came to cut you up I can't stop when it comes to you |
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Hey boy, take a look at me The queerest of the queer This is what he pays me for The queerest of the queer I know what's good for you The queerest of the queer I know what's good for you |
You pretend you're high Don't believe in fear You stupid girl What drives you on (what drives you on) Don't believe in love You stupid girl Don't believe in fear You stupid girl You stupid girl You stupid girl You stupid girl |
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I'm only happy when it rains Pour your misery down, I'm only happy when it rains I only smile in the dark Pour your misery down
I'm only happy when it rains I'm only happy when it rains |
I wish I had not woke up today Dog new tricks Everyone I know has gone away Dog new tricks Nothing you learn I never would have pegged you Dog new tricks Dog new tricks (nothing will stick) Nothing you learn |
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Nothing that you say will release you If flesh could crawl As far from God If holy is as holy does Nothing said could change the fact If flesh could crawl As far from God I wish, I wish Take it back, I dare you take it back Choke on guilt that's far too good for you If flesh could crawl As far from God I wish I could fly |
My lover's charms Send me an angel to love They burn my hands Send me an angel to love Between these walls Send me an angel to love Send me an angel to love, Piece by piece |
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I bit my tongue and stood in line This is not my idea of a good time You thought that I would never see This is not my idea of a good time You thought I was a little girl This is not my idea of a good time |
Things don't have to be this way Bury me above the clouds Hide me in a hollow sound Fix me now I wish you would, Crashing silent broken down Cut me down or cut me dead Fix me now I wish you would, Things don't have to be this way Nowhere only down from here Fix me now I wish you would Fix me now I wish you would Things don't have to be this way |
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Hanging by threads of palest silver I lose what I love most A stroke of luck or a gift from God? Here comes the cold again You say that you'll be there to catch me Here comes the cold again Stroke of luck or a gift from God? Don't ask me why A stroke of luck or a gift from God? Here comes the cold again Falling, falling |
I am milk I am lost I'm waiting I am weak I'm waiting I am milk I'm waiting I'm waiting I'm waiting |