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ALIVE
son, she said, have i got a little story for you
what you thought was your daddy was nothin' but a...
while you were sittin' home alone at age thirteen
your real daddy was dyin', sorry you didn't see him
but i'm glad we talked...
i...i'm still alive
i...i'm still alive
i...i'm still alive
she walks slowly, across a young man's room
she said i'm ready...for you
i can't remember anything to this very day
'cept the look, the look...
you know where, now i can't see, i just stare...
i...i'm still alive
i...i'm still alive
i...i'm still alive
is something wrong, she said
of course there is, you're still alive, she said
oh and do i deserve to be?
is that the question?
and if so...if so...
who answers...who answers...
i...i'm still alive
i...i'm still alive
i...i'm still alive
ONCE
i admit it...what's to
say
i relive it...without pain
backstreet lover on the side of the road
i got a bomb in my temple that is gonna explode
i got a sixteen gauge buried under my clothes
i pray...
once upon a time i could control myself
once upon a time i could lose myself
oh try and mimic what's insane...
i am in it...where do i stand?
indian summer and i hate the heat
i got a backstreet lover on the passenger seat
i got my hand in my pocket, so determined, discreet...
i pray...
once upon a time i could control myself
once upon a time i could lose myself
[you think i got my eyes closed but i'm lookin' at you the whole fuckin'
time...]
once upon a time i could control myself
once upon a time i could lose myself
once upon a time i could love myself
once upon a time i could love you
once...
once...
once...
once...
WASH
oh please, let it rain today
this city is so filthy, like my mind in ways
oh there was the time, like a clean, new taste
smiling eyes before me, inches from my face
wash my love
wash my love
wash my love, yeah...
sin the sale, buying just a need
just who planted all the devils seeds
and what's the truth, and the truth that lies at home
it's on the inside, and i can't get it off, yeah...
wash my love
wash my love
wash my love, yeah...
what's clean is pure, but hey, i'm white on the outside, though i stray
what she don't know today, might kill us both tomorrow, bring it back some
way
bring it back, bring it back, back to...to the clean form, to the pure
form
wash my love
wash my love
wash my love
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