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I had a love of life I had a stable mind There`s something wrong with me One fix, a quick release
For you, for you, for you Other people`s misery
I had some confidence I had some kind of grace But it`s caught up with me One fix, a quick release
For you, for you, for you Other people`s misery
I had a love of life I had a stable mind I had a love of life I had a stable mind I had a love of life I had a stable mind I had a love of life I had a stable mind
For you, for you, for you For you, for you, for you Other people`s misery
Other people`s misery
Sister
Hey, sister, what am I in for? What is this place? who are these people? Miles of wires, fluorescent light, crimson faces, familiar hatred Miles of wires, fluorescent light, crimson faces, knuckle necklace
Sister, I`m lost and I`m taking you with me Wherever I go, yeah, I`m taking you with me `Cause, sister, I`m lost
And it`s raining like I`ve never seen Thick, red, hot, in pregnant drops, I scratch my skin I can`t sleep, I`m barely awake, I`m suffocating, an open space I can`t sleep, I`m barely awake, I`m suffocating, I`m suffocating
Sister, I`m lost and I`m taking you with me Wherever I go, yeah, I`m taking you with me `Cause, sister, I`m lost, sister, I`m lost, sister, I`m lost, sister, I`m lost
Do not, do not, do not, do not, do not, do, do, do, do, do Do not, do not, do not, do not, do not, do, do, do, do, do
And I can`t sit still, and I can`t relax It`s like trying to find my way out of someone else`s nightmare Working for the same old people, waiting for the same old man Working for the same old people, waiting for the same old man
Sister, I`m lost and I`m taking you with me Wherever I go, yeah, I`m taking you with me My sister, I`m lost and I`m taking you with me Wherever I go, yeah, I`m taking you with me `Cause, sister, I`m lost
Sister, I`m lost, sister, I`m lost, sister, I`m lost, sister, I`m lost
Lost afternoons, measuring time in spoons
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