I've got this feeling in my blood that I want more
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This ain't enough
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A girlfriend, a movie
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A slow dance, and straight teeth
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Some candle lit forced sentiment
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I'm bored to tears, You're amorous
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So please pass the regret
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It tastes good on thick skin
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I'm fast approaching death
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You aren't helping it
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Your smile's been losin' it's charm
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You still think you've got it
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Is this the best idea that you've ever had?
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The living room, the furnace heat
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You pull your hair and gnash and weep
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Confess how you've blessed me
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While I'm blank, just blinking
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No pressing lips just pleading speech
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That falls to the floor to rest on feet
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That float so light at first but
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They've clotted up with concrete
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I'm fast approaching death
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You aren't helping it
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Your smiles been losing it's charm
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You still think you've got it
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Is this the best idea that you ever had?
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I'm fast approaching death
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You aren't helping it
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Your smiles been losing it's charm
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You still think you've got it
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Is this the best idea that you ever had?
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This is how
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This is how it stops
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This is how
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This is how it stops
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I'm still just blinking
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And you're still talking
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There is no meaning not
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Now
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Fast approaching death you aren't helping it
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You're a girlfriend, a movie, a slow dance
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A thought that just passed
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So fast approaching death we never noticed it
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It came on and came apart on us
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The best idea that we never had
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I'm Bored, You're Amorous
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Dear and the Headlights |