Two jumps in a week
I bet anda think that's pretty clever don't anda boy?
Flying on your motorcycle,
Watching all the ground beneath anda drop
You'd kill yourself for recognition,
Kill yourself to never ever stop
You broke another mirror,
You're turning into something anda are not
Don't leave me high, don't leave me dry
Don't leave me high, don't leave me dry
Drying up in conversation,
You will be the one who cannot talk
All your insides fall to pieces,
You just sit there wishing anda could still make love
They're the ones who'll hate you
When anda think you've got the world all sussed out
They're the ones who'll...
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