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why should i say nothere's no one to answer toa lack of conscience

sneaks into the housea lengthy explanationmissed curfew again

they think they're funnywhen they frighten you to deaththey won't be laughing

no controlling itnot a pleasure just illnessyou're only a man

it's something he saidit's what he whispered to meflushed from head to toe

it's not physicaltry to get inside of ityou'll be mistaken

not a cucumberyou've wrecked the car twice this weeknow face your girlfriend

woke up this morningnostalgic dreams still lingerthe past will haunt me

those loony toonsthe tears rolled down our facessaturday mornings

days of russet goldbrisk nights of candles and fireautumn's love inspires