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I wanna die just like Jesus Christ
I wanna die on a bed of spikes
I wanna die come see paradise
I wanna die just like Jesus Christ
I wanna die just like JFK
I wanna die on a sunny day
I wanna die just like JFK
I wanna die in the USA
I wanna die (x4)
I wouldn't sell my soul but I'd hang for this
I gotta get my goal cause I'd hang for this
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Little skinny girl she's doing it for the first time
Little skinny girl she's doing it and it feels fine
She's taking hold and I'm holding on
Holding on and my sense is gone
I got it you got it she's got it
She's taking hold of her sins now for the first time
Well she's been told about sins now but it feels fine
She's taking hold and I'm holding on
Holding on and my sense is gone
I got it you got it she's got it
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I can't explain exactly what I'm doing standing in the rain
Don't do it for fun
Do it if you feel it
Kiss it on the tongue
I'm taking my thoughts to a railway station
Put 'em on a train just to see what's coming back
What's coming back
It's coming like a heart attack
Ice melts too fast
So nothing stays forever nothing's gonna last
She's dressed in black
A black that ends in nowhere and I just got to have her back
And I'm television sick and I'm television crazy
No one works so hard just to make me feel so bad
I'm feeling bad
Oh that's too sad
Hey. Hey. Hey. She's as mean as mean.
Hey. Hey. Hey. She's as black as black.
Hey. Hey. Hey. She's as mean as mean.
Hey. Hey. Hey. She's as black as black.
Hey. Hey. Hey. I got to get her back.
Hey. Hey. Hey. I got to get her back.
Hey. Hey. Hey. I got to get her back.
Hey. Hey. Hey. She's as mean as mean.
Hey. Hey. Hey. She's as sick as sick.
Hey. Hey. Hey. She's as cool as cool.
Hey. Hey. Hey. She's as black as black.
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You take me here from far
Up to the highest star
You took a part of me
No one else will ever see
And if I gave away
What I'm dying to say
I couldn't give you more than this
I was born and it was bliss
I have died for a thousand years
Tasted salt of a thousand tears
And your kiss was almost gold
You took me near you took me far,
Up to the highest brightest star
You're giving back the exchange,
We got something going on
And if I ever fell from grace
With every living human state
Well I throw the whole thing down
And I take to higher ground
Cast a spell on my surround
Time to think on what I found
This is almost gold
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Did you do it good
Did you do it right
Did you get that pain
Crawling up your spine
Did you feel the heat
Of my sugar ray
Swear I saw that light
Shining on your face
All my friends have fun with guns
But all I want is you
All I want is you
All I want
Did you read my poem
Did you get my poem
Did it break your bones
Almost broke my bones
Did you feel my lips
Did they slide and slip
Did you feel my head
Shaking through your wrist
Sugar through your ray
All those boys have fun with sores
But all I want is you
All I want is you
All I want
Is you
Darling you're so good
Oh if felt so good
Did you feel that heat
Did you feel the heat
Of my sugar ray
Sugar ray
I almost died
Died died died died
Come enjoy
All I want is you
All I want is you
All I want
Is you
Baby give me
Sugar ray
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She's a kick I couldn't miss
Couldn't miss her little twist
Get it on and get it good
Couldn't guess she ever would
Took up time and took up space
She exists outside my space
All I wanted was too much
All I wanted was to touch
Don't expect to get inside me
Give you all I got to give
Hit me again and again
Slip right to me
And slide right through me
Oh honey through me
Away from you
She's a head I couldn't kick
She's a head to make you sick
It's a chance I never took
When she caught me with that look
It's a sin I've never seen
And she tells me how it's been
I'm in deep up to my head
Give it all until I'm dead
Don't expect to get inside me
This is all I've got to give
Hit me again and again
Slip right to me
And slide right through me
Oh honey through me
Away from you
Tumbledown
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You've been burned now
All over town
Kissin' dirt and make me baby
Even underground
No where to run to uh huh
No where to hide
Baby Catch Fire
Baby Catch Fire
Catch Catch Fire
Catch Catch Fire
Disengage you waste me baby
All over my face
Kissin' dirt and make me baby
In another place
Nothing to say now honey
Nothing to do
Baby Catch Fire
Baby Catch Fire
Catch Catch Fire
Catch Catch Fire
We're gonna crucify her, yeah
We're gonna crucify her, yeah
We're gonna crucify her, yeah
We're gonna crucify her, yeah
Crucify her
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Good for my soul
Heaven knows she's good for my soul
Close to my soul
Heaven knows she's close to my soul
I should have let her know
I should have let her know
Good for my soul, believe me
Heaven knows she's good for my soul, believe me
Ever since she came I've been whole, believe me
Ever since she came I've been whole, believe me
I should have let her know
I should have let her know
She can take the world on another journey into her soul
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Why, keep in touch with my crimes
'Cause I left it far behind
Out of sight and out of mind
Down the gutter in the drain
Back to wherever they came
Don't put me down
I don't think that I don't know
Sometimes I feel nothing's good it's all gone wrong
You got respect for my mind
For I've connections too sublime
Look for something hard to find
Easy streets are not for me
When I drown I drown in sea
Don't put me down
I don't think that I don't want
Sometimes I feel nothing's good it's all gone wrong
Can you see her now?
Have you seen her now?
She goes down
She goes down
I can't see
What I can't see
Have you seen her now?
Have you seen her?
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I can't get enough of you
God gave me strength and I gave it to you
I've got sticks in my spine but what can I do
I can never never never get enough of you
You're my kind
Honey you're so cool
You're so cool
You're my kind
You'll be the death of me
Something to do something to hold
I won't come until I've been told
Give me a kick give me it quick
Gimme gimme gimme till I'm sick
You're my kind
Honey you're so cool
You're my kind
You'll be the death of me
Can't get enough
I can't get enough
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Say a prayer for me
Remember I breathe, I breathe
Grown up twisted in
A place you can't see, can't see
The planet poisoned me
Is a sick place to be, to be
I've got a taste for it
Now I've gotta leave
Goin' away
Sun's comin' down
Sun's comin' down
On me, on me, on me, oh
The world
Is fakin' every deal that it makes
Every handshake
Sometimes crazy people
Come into my space
I got to handshake
The planet's more fucked up
Than I'll ever be, I'll ever be
I've got a taste for it
Now I've gotta leave
Goin' down
Shine on (Repeat)
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I wanna die just like Jesus Christ
I wanna die on a bed of spikes
I wanna die just like Jesus Christ
With the radio on
I wanna die just like JFK
I wanna die in the USA
I wanna die just like JFK
With the radio on
Radio on
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