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Diseased
I just can't fight this anymore
God...I feel I'm diseased
I try to kick it all off
but it's just so sticky kind of
trickey I frease...(yeah)
If I could jusy find my way
God...find the time in the day
I'd find another sucker who had
just a little more luck than me....
the thing should my breakdown I'm told
I wanna know...
what keeps me running back to you
If could only,think for a moment
If I coyuld only think about one thing
& I can
I'd think of all I just might wanna play
you back
but life in this prison
ain't the way
for such a simple man
and how long have I longed to break
Of your rusty cage
Street rose
I wanna know, I wanna know
I wanna know, I wanna know
What keeps me runnning back to you
I just can't flight this anymore
God I think I'm diseased
