I'm full of good intentions
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Like I never was before
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It's too late for prevention
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But I don't think it's too late for the cure
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So you call in your minions
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And see what you can find
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Night time or morning
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These hands are sticky but I don't mind
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Why must you always be around?
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Why can't you just leave it be?
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It's done nothing so far but destroy my life
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You cause as much sorrow dead
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As you did when you were alive
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I never said I was tough
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That was everyone else
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So you're a fool to attack me
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For the image that you built yourself
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Just sounds more vicious
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Than I actually mean
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I really am soft
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Yes, I'm tender and sweet
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Why must you always be around?
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Why can't you just leave it be?
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You've done nothing so far but destroy my life
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You cause as much sorrow dead
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As you did when you were alive
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Why must you always ask me?
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Why can't you just leave me be?
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You've done nothing so far but destroy my life
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You cause as much sorrow dead
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As you did when you were alive
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You Cause As Much Sorrow
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| Sinead O' Connor |
