Am i crazy because i want to touch your skin?
Is it ludicrous that i’ve got nothing to believe in that was built by human hands or controlled by demand?
So if love is true, let’s burn the factory, take off your shoes it’s time for dancing
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I never leave the house without a pocket of pills,
Operator, operator, i’ve got no solitude
From the digging hands (no way)
I think i’m losing it and i can’t keep up
Operator, operator it’s nothing personal
But i’m choking tears, i’m thinking about givin in
It’s no better than before, it’s just never mentioned
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We keep running this race that can’t be won
I keep coming up empty
Doctor doctor you know they try to sell my trust
And then call me crazy
Box to box you know it never stops,
We’re playing boomerang highways
In an endless search for meaning i pray for something real
One kiss for all the world, a taste for all that’s precious
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Take it away release your tension
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All their paper never feels like my lovers kiss
Or the warmth of her touch while we dream
So if i’m insane so be it, i’ll trade in everything
One kiss for all the world, one more for all that’s precious
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Give me something to hold on to
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Are we going nowhere?
We need disaster, to love until we’re blinded,
Indeed we are caught, what if we get free?
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Take it away, and it’s all your strife
Take it away, release your tension