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Pop/bowie |
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Needed you, you were only using |
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Needing you just tore me down |
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And here i stand in isolation |
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Feeling emptiness and doubt |
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Walking down the broken highway |
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Sucking sugar plain and sweet |
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Did your mother ever tell you |
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That the joyful are free |
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I need some lovin' |
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Like an inmate needs a dime |
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I need some lovin' |
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Like a poet needs a rhyme |
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Here i stand in isolation |
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My empty hands in isolation |
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Walking down the broken highway |
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Sucking sugar cause it's my way |
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Find me one heart to complete with |
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Heading for the farthest reaches |
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I need some lovin' |
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Like a body needs a soul |
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I need some lovin' |
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Like a fastball needs control |
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Here i stand in isolation |
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My empty hands in isolation |
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Strike up the band |
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In this proud land |
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Got a lot to do |
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Got a lot to say |
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Got a life to live |
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Here i stand- |
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In isolation |
