| And the lions ate the christians and the
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| Christians burned the witches
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| And even I am out of explanations,
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| But maybe that doesn´t matter anymore
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| Cause maybe you can read my thoughts
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| And going to school, going to work,
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| Doing the dishes, knife and fork
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| All of that, all in all, hand in hand,
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| Spring and fall
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| I believe I could get through it
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| I could even get into it
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| But only you can make me do it
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| And if there is disease in you
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| I want to have that disease too
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| 'Cause I want everything
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| That is inside you
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| If there is disease in you
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| I want to have that disease too
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| 'Cause if you die
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| Then I should die beside you
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| I began to read your profile:
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| You’re independent mobile…
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| Well I know just as little
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| 'Bout perfection,
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| But we´re running in the same direction,
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| So maybe that doesn´t matter anyhow
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| Belly aches, hair falls off,
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| Skin gets covered with liver spots,
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| Blood in the mouth
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| And a racking cough,
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| Head gets filled
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| With feverish thoughts
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| I believe I could get through it
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| I could even get into it
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| But only you can make me do it
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| And if there is disease in you
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| I want to have that disease too
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| 'Cause I want everything
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| That is inside you
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| If there is disease in you
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| I want to have that disease too
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| And if you die
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| Then I should die beside you
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| If there is disease in you…
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| Fall asleep and I will wake beside you
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| And if there is disease in you
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| I want to have that disease too
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| 'Cause I want everything
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| That is inside you
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| Inside you,
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| Inside you |