just a little bit wired
but nothing we could not work out
you say you're tired
but it's not what i'd like to talk about
it's been a hard week, man
but we got no jesus to blame
i'm afraid you want me to be straight
and believe that jeez was the same
girls chasing your eyes and
you are so very worried to see
that they taste you and all you do
is wonder if it would be good
don't you fall back now
world keeps going 'round
and our lives are stories about
people dressed in black
and all they have said
but you know that it doesn't matter at all
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