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Felt it in my fists, in my feet, in the hollows of my eyelids

shaking through my skull, through my spine and down through my ribs

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inebriated genius ⇆ [ fine line from insanity ]
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It's nothing but time and a face that you lose
I chose to feel it and you couldn't choose
I'll write you a postcard
I'll send you the news
From a house down the road from real love...



We’ve got obsessions
I want to wipe out all the sad ideas
that come to me when I am holding you
We’ve got obsessions
All you ever think about are sick ideas
involving me, involving you


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