You paint such a pretty picture
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You fuel my desire
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But destiny's always uncertain
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When fate's still in style
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I've travelled the road of excess
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I've learned to survive
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I picked up the devil he told me
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He wanted to drive...
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I'm watching the rain clouds come
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And wash over me
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And I fall down wasted
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I overload
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I overload
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Overload
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So precious the smallest of mercies
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I hold to my chest
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I'm finding it's taking forever
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To sing every breath
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But I know what I've said
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I know what I've done
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But I'm taking a break from reason
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Because I still want some fun
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I'm watching the rain clouds come
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And wash over me
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I'm searching for someone, something
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To satify me
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I'm watching the rain clouds come
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And wash over me
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And I fall down wasted
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I overload
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So satisfy everything
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And damn the dismay
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Because pleasure becomes the puppet
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Before your mistakes
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So sing, all along, sing every song
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Louder, louder now...
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I'm watching the rain clouds come
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And wash over me
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I'm searching for someone, something
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To satify me
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I'm watching the rain clouds come
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And wash over me
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And I fall down wasted
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I overload
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I overload
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I overload
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I overload
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I overload
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Overload
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| The Tea Party |
