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Movin' through rough waters motel boy,
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And swimming in your sleep.
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How could I be so blind, mis-sighted,
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Not to see there's something wounded deep.
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Anyone could scratch your surface now,
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It's all amphetamine.
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You're blasting yourself into the present
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Learn some vast indignity, stay that.
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You say that, you hate it.
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You want to recreate it.
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I've been around, I've been your lover.
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I let it go at Kill Devil Hill.
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You're coming onto something so fast so numb that you can't even feel.
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You're drinking the wrong dream now baby.
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You do-si-do, saddo.
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You're you in cartilage, shark eyed, shock horror, all present tense
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And boy you're blood is running cold.
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Listen, this is now, this is here, this is me
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This is what I wanted you to see.
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That was then, was that, that is gone, this is past,
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You cast yourself cast, passed by, thrown down fast, you used to say:
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You say that you hate it.
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You want to recreate it.
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I've this round, I've played your lover.
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I've played it out to the hilt. Ohhhh.
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You're comin' on with something so fast, so numb that you can't even feel.
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You love it. You hate it. You want to recreate it.
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Now, this is here, this is me.
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This is what I wanted you to see.
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That was then, was that, that is gone.
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That is what I wanted you to feel.
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You love it. You hate it. You spit it out, the bitter pill. Ohhhh.
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I've been around, I've been your lover.
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I let it go at Kill Devil Hill.
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You're coming onto something so fast, so numb that you can't even feel.
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I've played this round, I've played your lover.
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I've played it out to the hilt. Ohhhh.
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You're comin' on with something so fast, so numb that you can't even feel.
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You played around, you played me lover,
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I let it go at Kill Devil Hill.
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You're moving so hard, so fast, so numb that you can't even feel.
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So Fast, So Numb
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| R.E.M |
