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Blue October |
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Miscellaneous |
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Schizophrenia |
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A silver plated numbing gum |
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And Jesus resting on my thumb |
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A hard to reach malaria |
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I've got the mood that seems to scare ya |
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I'm paranoid |
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self destroyed |
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Believe me lord I'm sorry |
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I've got the mood that seems to carry ya out |
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I've got the nightmare called |
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Schizophrenia |
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I cry, I cry and I don't know why |
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The fever becomes my home |
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I cry. I cry and I don't know why |
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The fever becomes my home |
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Becomes my home |
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I love it when you're holding me |
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You have a gentle way of calming |
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I haven't felt that way since 1993, |
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When my mother held me. |
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I bet you're waiting for the long sob story |
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Of how I was mistreated again |
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No, I wasn't built that way |
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I was strong and desperatley brave, |
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And I didn't mean to scare ya |
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Schizophrenia. |
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I cry, I cry and I don't know why |
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The fever becomes my home |
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I cry. I cry and I don't know why |
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The fever becomes my home |
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Becomes my home |
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I cry, I cry and I don't know why |
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I cry. I cry and I don't know why |
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It becomes my home |
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It becomes my home |
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The fever becomes my home |
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Becomes my home |