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Veruca Salt Eight Arms To Hold You

me Lying here Cause I don't wanna go Tell me, tell me what you really want from me You gotta let me know I'm falling off and I need you terribly

you up then I wait for the melancholy I give you up while you sit here in all your glory I never thought you would I never knew you could but now you

When you've had enough When you've got it bad enough and you can't let go When it comes to blows And you start to overflow And you can't get home It's

you sleep better when you're you eat better when you're you sing better when you're you need me more when you're straight is this the weekend? is that

... where did you go? no, no... you said that I could tie you down, no... you said that I could tie you down, no... you said that I could tie you down, no... you

we said things, the saddest things and I'm not sure it was wise when the morning's sad you don't look back and you sure don't look ahead the morning sad you

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Goodbye twenty five You were a good year for the girls Goodbye twenty five You'll be the goldfinch I'm the harpies There's something in unity Forget

Sleep little flea little boy me a freak Am I clean I feel like men I feel like boys I think I'm peeling The ringing in my ears from playing too loud