And I hate what you told me
'Bout what I think
That
Temperature's rising
Fever is high
Can't see no future
Can't see no sky
My
I know it sounds dumb but I get a hard-on
From
Too many pictures are staring at me when I sleep
Photographs
Hope is a madman's dream
When he finds out he's alone
It's
Waiting is the hardest part
For a doped up worn out
Love is a name
For a second that puts me in
You don't have to say it all again
Whatever happened, I'm
Ooooooh stop
With your feet in the air
and your head
And I hate what you told me'Bout what I thinkThat
Ooooooh stopWith your feet in the air And your head
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