Driven so left field ignoring the sun
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Coughing up the stars and still invisible to everyone
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But you set my hands on fire till the ice is melted
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Help me succumb
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To any time or place until I¡¯m finally faceless
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Help me retrace¡¦ it
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And help me sound off these rusty submarine bells
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Grab your local street directory look under H for help
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Is it near?
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Because when your car takes so much time to start these days
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That when it does I¡¯m gonna disappear
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To any time or place until your finally faceless
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When all you want is giftlessness just to drive
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For miles and miles
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And who needs love when you can¡¯t
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Give up the ghost
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Give Up The Ghost
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| Bluebottle Kiss |
