You want one thing, me another, call me everything under the Sun.
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The sacrifice.
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(of all things heavenly, all things sweet, all things sugar, all things nice)
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With a lethal aftertaste I
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Swallow a name from hell and I
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Wallow in the mud...(Sweet angel!!) Wallow in the mud
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Your evil outweighs all your passion
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and a shouting match between us leaves me breathing evil air,
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Evil air, yeah
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And I phone the Blue Eyed man
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Coz he finds this little lost girl everytime and I am
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Standing on the floor again...
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(on a feather pillow I rest my weary head)
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(ooh sweet escape)
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On a feather pillow I rest my weary head
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(ooh sweet escape)
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(rest my, rest my (head))
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Yes I do
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(rest my, rest my (head))
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I wake up, you put on the pressure
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How many bricks can you carry on your back today?
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And don't come that innocent child with me it doesn't work - OK?
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Well I'll play the hardball, It's the only way I want it
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But I'am allowed to be who I want
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(sweet angel - wallow in the mud)
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Yeah, there ain't No Rules in this game!
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(ooh, sweet escape)
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And on a feather pillow I rest my weary head
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(ooh, sweet escape)
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(rest my, rest my (head))
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(ooh, sweet sweet escape)
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(rest my, rest my (head))
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On a feather pillow I rest my weary head
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(rest my, rest my (head))
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(ooh, sweet escape)
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(rest my, rest my (head))
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On a feather pillow I rest my weary head
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(ooh, sweet escape)
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On a feather pillow I rest my weary head
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(ooh, sweet escape)
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On a feather pillow -- I rest my weary head
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(ooh, sweet escape)
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On a feather pillow I rest my weary head
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(ooh, sweet (sweet) escape)
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And on a feather pillow I rest my weary head
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(ooh, sweet escape)
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On a feather pillow
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(ooh, sweet escape)
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(ooh, sweet escape)
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Sweet Escape
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Alisha's Attic |