35 lines
987 B
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35 lines
987 B
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I wanna be clean but I gotta get high
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It's good to be here, so hard to come by
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You bring pain 'cause you got game
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And needles and pins a man can't take
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Peaches living in niches
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Digging the scene like beautiful cliches
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From these shapes of a gangster lean
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Ignoring wars on gasoline
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Our God's on yearning and made to get high
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God's left hand wasn't made to get by
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Got more highs left in me
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And there's more room in recovery
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From evil states that strip all chrome
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From Marshall Amps into broken homes
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And borstal blues to countless clicks
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That rhythm sticks to those classic cheques
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Steal your tears and drown your fears
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All is clear in a glass of beer
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Peaches living in niches
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Digging the scene like beautiful cliches
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You fill me with endorphins
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And you star in magazines
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We draw liquor from the mattress springs
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It ain't over till the last bell rings
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Got more highs, you and me
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And deluxe rooms in recovery
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Name Rush Minute
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Artist Massive Attack
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Album Heligoland
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