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How many songs before it gets too long? How many shots before it’s hit or miss?
How many times before you reach the end? How many times will it come to this?
It feels like the first time. It feels like the last one, too.
How do you think you’re gonna feel, when your three becomes the two?
I’m running away with a feeling. Oh, no, no, no. I’m running away with a feeling.
When we tune into your station, you’re gonna sing a different tune.
We’ll make your life a complication, from nine-fifteen ‘til afternoon.
You can’t nap forever; can’t sleep your whole life away.
Your feelings ain’t no drama, they’re just bad comedy.
Could you read my mind????
If I’m soaking up the pleasure, then I’m soaking up the pain.
I’m soaking in the water if I’m soaking in my fame.
Drinking from the fountain, drinking from the glass,
I’m drinking out of yesterdays, I guess I’m drinking from the past.