Tonalité : G# minor
Intro 1
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Naked in the bathtub
Verse 1
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Sittin' on the porcelain
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Waiting for that little hur
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ricane to pull your torso in
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The water don't run, just drips like rain
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Still drips like a painkiller drips to the veins
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Fill it up
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With a bag of that happy stuff
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'Cause the way she runs out,
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you can tell she ain't had enough
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Good times goddess
My goodness
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Got finger nail polish autopilot
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foot prints
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With a smile that's stitched to the fabric
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of bedtime tales and
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Keep them tits out of the attic
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The mouth of madness
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Loud and manic
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The motive of the bird going
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south on the Atlas
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Picture a hole
Put your hero in
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Envision the gold
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Now zero in
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Been watching your night train
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track for the last few stops
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With no desire to hop it
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How did we end up in your apartment
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Pocket full of gossip
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says this ain't smart
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When it's all said and done,
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can't get restart
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But I'll be damned if I don't
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wanna kiss you
Hard
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Shoulda known better not to
Verse 2
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fuck wit' you
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Ain't got nothin' but too much to lose
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Lost in the rush don't know what to do
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That drug got you like I want you
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Shoulda known better not to
Verse 3
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fuck wit' you
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Ain't got nothin' but too much to lose
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Lost in the rush don't know what to do
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That drug got you like I want you
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I've got a restraining order Against
Verse 4
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Satan's daughter
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And I keep it at the bottom
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of this Jamison and water
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And when we get there
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You can sit there and stare
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From behind your mascara and
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your thick hair
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I'm aware of that pain you harbor
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The same negative game to
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the names you martyr
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Apart from the details and
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substance and whatnot
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I fucks with that hunger
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of love pistol and gut rot
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Bloodshot
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Give me one shot, my shot
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Propped up on enough talk
to make time stop
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The lines of chalk
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that Benjamin might cop
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Killed the illustrations on the
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neighborhood sidewalks
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Then all of a sudden she got silent
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Pupils like marbles,
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hide behind the eyelids
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Get away sticks go limping
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hole place
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That fucked up smile sucked
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up most of her face
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Truly beauty, the scene so surreal
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An d each criticism
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becomes redeemed
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Swallow my words No more
Verse 5
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judgment it's true
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'Cause you look like what I feel
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like when I'm with you
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Shoulda known better not to
Verse 6
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fuck wit' you
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Ain't got nothin' but too much to lose
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Lost in the rush don't know what to do
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That drug got you like I want you
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Shoulda known better not to
Verse 7
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fuck wit' you
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Ain't got nothin' but too much to lose
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Lost in the rush don't know what to do
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That drug got you like I want you
Outro 1
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