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Someone, quick, put something on my mind |
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Surrounded by the somethings that you said |
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I've done all the drugs that i can buy |
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And borrowed all the books i haven't read |
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Well-worn paths, a glass of warm white wine |
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Getting older and i'm cutting it too fine |
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Something about surroundings you once said |
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The brain damage is all in your head |
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It's all in your head |
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Someone, quick, put something on my mind |
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Surrounded by the somethings that you said |
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I've done all the drugs that i could find |
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And borrowed all the books i haven't read |
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Well-worn paths, a glass of warm white wine |
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Getting older and i'm cutting it so fine |
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Something about surroundings you once said |
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The brain damage is all in your |
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The brain damage is all in your head |
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It's all in your head... |