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So unimpressed, but so in awe
Such a saint, but such a whore
So self-aware, so full of shit
So indecisive, so adamant
I'm contemplating, thinkin' about thinkin'
It's overrated, just get another drink and
Watch me come undone
They're selling razor blades and mirrors in the street
I pray when I'm coming down, you'll be asleep
Come Undone
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Come and hold my hand
I wanna contact the living
Not sure I understand
This road I've been given
I sit and talk to God
And he just laughs at my plans
My head speaks a language
I don't understand
I just wanna feel
Feel
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How peculiar
I am all of the above babe
Johnny long strokes to the grave
Saving all the stamps in
Spend it on a kettle
Rub me rub me up right lovely
If you lick it then lick it battery
Good and properly all night if you want
How Peculiar
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Always and forever is forever young
Your shadow on the pavement
The dark side of the sun
Gotta dream the dream all over
And sleep here tight
You don't wanna sing the blues
In black and white
And it's hope that spring's eternal for everyone
If it ain't broken then brake it, oh, the damage done
Love Somebody
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There was me and my monkey
And with his dungarees and roller blades smoking filter tips
Reclining in the passenger seat of my super-charged jet black Chevrolet
He had the soft-top down (he liked the wind in his face)
He said 'Son, you ever been to Vegas?' I said 'no'
He said 'that's where we're gonna go - you need a change of pace'
And we hit the strip with all the wedding chapels and the neon signs
He said 'I left my wallet in El Segondo' and proceeded to take two grand of mine
We made tracks to The Mandalay Bay Hotel
Asked the bell boy if he'd take me and my monkey as well?
Me And My Monkey
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Loose lips sunk ships
I'm getting to grips with what you said
No it's not in my head
I can't awaken the dead
Day after day
Why don't we talk about it
Why do you always doubt that there can be a better way
It doesn't make me wanna stay
Sexed Up
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You can't manufacture a miracle
The silence was pitiful that day.
A love is getting too cynical
Passion's just physical these days
You analyze everyone you meet
But get no sign, love ain't kind
Every night you admit defeat
And cry yourself blind
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Something Beautiful
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Take The Crown lyrics
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