This is how the story goes,
I’ve got something that I stole
A manuscript, a document,
A failure and an argument
Kiss to sleep right through the night
Promise me and I won’t fight,
In an innocent way I shuttered sick
Scratched to solve the un-relievable itch
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They say the holy wars
Were all started by hired crooks
If you believe in your heart, now it’s time let go
Forget tomorrow’s sermon
Or let the moment pass you by
It’s too late
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Numbers keep climbin gotta keep up the pace
Uproot the lines as they grow on your face
Career is over time to take off your clothes
Feel the drip as it numbs all you know
It’s only skin, oh it’s only skin
And you can’t stop the reaper
From the sythe that she’s swinging
A cut, a shot, the heat of her thighs,
Eyes that are crazy cause you can’t find a friend
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I said the time is now and we got all,
The time is now we got it, got it all, we got it
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At the end of the world we’ll all have a big party
From sea to sea and into desert sands
We’ll feel comfortable naked, won’t need our prescriptions
To say we’re happy and admit we’re all scared
Of growing old
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Now is the time, the time is now, it’s not too late
Forget tomorrow’s sermon…
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We’re always runnin it’s not too late we’re runnin…