And when the damage is done
We’ll all end up on top of each other
Take all our belongings
Make a fire, sleeping over the covers
Oh me! Such a pity, such a pity
That I couldn’t remember
With all the money I spent on you
I should’ve bought me another
Make a sale, make somebody with a habit love you
Take all of your winnings
Take it back to the beginning again
Somebody got a problem with the way I talk
Oh, forgive me
It’s not the drugs, it’s everybody else in the room
Somebody close the door
Too many people in my house again
Don’t wanna go to the party no more
I want to dance alone in the mirror
Somebody shut my eyes
Got my vices in a vise again
Sleepwalkers in perfect time
Seven, eight, nine, or more
Oh oh
And when the children are sleeping
We’ll lock them all up in the cupboards
I think I ran outta juice, I think
I left it on the floor in a rubber
Never decided what I wanted to do with my time
I’m still a baby, still left all alone in the womb
Somebody close the door
Too many people in my house again
Don’t wanna go to the party no more
I want to dance alone in the mirror
Somebody shut my eyes
I got my vices in a vise again
Sleepwalkers in perfect time
Seven, eight, nine, or more
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