There's 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 can't stay home at night
I'm drawn out like a moth to lamplight
Come on now
You gotta try it out
You're killing time
You're killing mine
Don't go, i'll never know
When you're away, i sleep all day
Nothing works and thinking hurts
You belong to me
In my dreams [chorus]
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