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The Airborne Toxic Event-Something New |
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What's passed these hands? |
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All these drugs and one night stands |
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So I tremble when I think of she'd do |
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She'd say something like: |
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"You're no good, |
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You're like the junkies in this neighbourhood" |
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We all need a fix, I guess I need one too |
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But I'm trying madly to calm these nerves |
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With something new |
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I got this heavy debt, I've got nothing left |
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But this daunting weight slung round my neck |
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You got the callous mouth, all your endless doubts |
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We spent this fifteen weeks, trying to work it out |
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Do think we're getting to something new? |
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Oh God, not another fight |
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I'm always trying to get the details right |
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I remember when you told me you felt saved |
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When you promised you'd lay flowers on my grave |
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Just like they used to do |
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Is it something new? |
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And now here I stand |
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With these blood soaked hands |
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On this sleepless night, that never ends |
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And these songs I sing |
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With these hopes that I cling to |
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Desperately wondering |
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Are we finally getting to something new? |
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Is it something new? |
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Are we finally to something new? |
