Well I needed to define what it was that made you mine
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Was it pity or disgust I used to know but now I just don't trust
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Since the accident, what it was you meant
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I convinced myself it was heaven sent
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that the ambulance was sent
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And I wish I had disguise, please let ignorance provide a shield for covering
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my pride might restore my faith in good yeah a wish I understood but I
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don't care I just need another 'lude and intravenous food
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I don't need your loving all I need is a spinal operation
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In my weakened state I might, independence I won't fight
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Cause I don't need your sorry eyes or was that just terrible disguise
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or was it loose, thinly veiled hate I understand why you didn't want to
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wait, when it's time to operate
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Now I'm running out of time now I know that hate is blind
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It's all legal, not a crime I give consent to your detriment
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Press the buzzer and you'll know it's time ask the nurse she'll say
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everything's fine
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Take a scalpel to my spine
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I don't need your loving (all I need is a spinal operation)
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| Frenzal Rhomb |
