Theres no quick fix
You gotta take your licks
Strange times long lines
There are no clean cups
You gotta mess it up
To see why you cry
I cant stay home at night
Im drawn out like a moth to lamplight
Come on now
You gotta try it out
Youre killing time
Youre killing mine
Dont go, ill never know
When youre away, i sleep all day
Nothing works and thinking hurts
You belong to me
In my dreams
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