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Cant get the stink off
He's been hanging round for days Comes like a comet suckered you but not your friends One day he'll get to you teach you how to be a holy cow You do it to yourself you do and that's what really hurts you do it to yourself just you you and no one else you do it to yourself you do it to yourself Don't get my sympathy hanging out the 15th floor you've changed the locks 3 times he still comes reeling through the door and soon he'll get to you teach you how to get to puresthell You do it to yourself you do and that's what really hurts you do it to yourself just you you and no one else you do it to yourself You do it to yourself You do it to yourself You do it to yourself You do it to yourself |
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| 2. |
| 3:14 |
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I don't wanna a be
krippled kracked shoulders wrists knees and back ground to dust and ash crawling on all fours when you've got to feel it in your bones when you've got to feel it in your bones Now i can't climb the stairs pieces missing everywhere prozak painkillersss when you've got to feel it in your bones when you've got to feel it in your bones and i used to fly like Peter Pan all the children flew when itouched their hands when you've got to feel it in your bones when you've got to feel it in your bones |
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| 4:08 |
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You can force it but it will not come
you can taste it but it will not form you can crush it but it's always here you can crush it but it's always near chasing you home saying everything is broken everyone is broken you can force it but it will stay stung |
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| 4. |
| 3:40 |
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Destiny destiny protect me
from the world Destiny hold my hand protect me from the world Here we are with our running and confusion And I don't see no confusion anywhere As the world does turn And if London burns I'll be standing on the beach with my guitar I wanna be in a band When I get to heaven Anyone can play guitar there won't be nothing anymore Grow my hair grow my hair I am Jim Morrison Grow my hair I wanna be wanna be wanna be Jim Morrison Here we are with our running and confusion And I don't see no confusion anywhere As the world does turn And if London burns I'll be standing on the beach with my guitar I wanna be in a band When I get to heaven Anyone can play guitar there won't be nothing anymore |
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