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We're on a quick sick rampage Wining and dining, Drinking and driving, Excessive buying, Overdose and dyin' On our drugs and our love And our dreams and our rage, Blurring the lines between real and the fake Dark and lonely, I need somebody to hold me He will do very well, I can tell, I can tell Keep me safe in his bell tower, hotel

And I remember when I met him,It was so clear that he was the only one for me.We both knew right away.And as the years went on, things got more difficult,We were faced with more challenges.I begged him to stay,Tried to remember what we had in the beginning.He was charismatic, magnetic, electric, and everybody knew himWhen he walked in, every woman's head turned.Everyone stood up to talk to him.He was like this hybrid, this mix of a man who couldn't contain himself.I always got the sense that he became torn between being a good person and missing out on all of the opportunities that life could offer a man as magnificent as him.And in that way, I understood him.And I loved him, I loved him, I loved him, I loved him.And I still love him, I love him.

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