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All because of you All because of Something's wrong with me 'Cause I can't even feel you now Or know that this is real Am I too blind to see That there

Look at your life Look at the way you slip and slide Look at your time Look at the ones that you've left behind Look at your eyes The haunted black circles

Raise up, everybody raise up Raise up, raise up Raise up, raise up Straight out the poorhouse eating lobster for breakfast Two new tour buses, 'cause

Love to be beside you, the way you smell The way your lips feel and your fingernails The way your fingers crawl up my spine The way you always make me

One, two, three, four A message to our enemies Never fuck with one who's had to fight for being free Whether it's one or two, or three We'll take our

I've been gone away, but I'm back again Back with all my friends and I've been floating away on a silver cloud Lined with all of my wildest dreams. I'

Something's wrong with me, Cause I can't even feel you now Or know that this is real. Am I blind to see that there's something there behind your eyes

Look at your life, look at the way you slip at your time. Look at the ones that you've left behind. Look at your eyes, the haunted black circles of your

I hear... a voice say "Don't be so blind"... it's telling me all these things... that you would probably hide... am I... your one and only desire...