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THE ACHIN' IS EMPTY
Right now... your love is like a drug
A narcotic love, rears it's head again
And I reached out, while a hundred moons hold still
Can't disappear
And you moved too soon
A silkscreen common ground
The fuel-head has a curved edge
Oh kneel before me
And cupid has a needle frame
My arrows gone
The poison heat has grown & grown
Oh your faithful fire keeps burnin' on
The achin' is empty
My mind, my mind for the longest time
But the pleasure is all mine