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AmSunday, wake up, gCive me a cigarette. Last niGght's love affair is looking vFulnerable in my bedAm Silk sheet, Cblue dawn, GColgateF, tongue warm
EmWon't you quit your crying? I caAmn't sleep One mEminute I'm a little sweetheart And next mGinute you are an absolute crAmeep
We've got obsCessions I want to Gwipe out all the sad ideas that Fcome to me when I am holdingAm you We've got obsCessions All you ever thGink about are sick ideas inFvolving me, involving you
AmSupermarket, what pCacket of crackers to pick? GThey're all the same, oneF brand, one name, but really they're notAm Look, look, just choose something Cquick People are staring, time to come quickG in (?) Cheeks are on fire; just choose Fsomething, something, something
AmPressure overwhCelming Next minute I am Gturning out of the door, faFcing one week without food AmA day, a day when Cthings are pretty bad GDon't let it make you feel sad, Fthe crackers were probably bad luck anywaEmy
Can't let your Amcold heart be freEme When you act Glike you've got an OCDAm
We've got Cobsessions I want to Gerase every nasty thought that Fbugs me every day of every Amweek We've got Cobsessions You never Gtell me what it is that makes you Fstrong and what it is that makes you Amweak.
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AmSunday, wake up, giCve me a cigarette Last Gnight's love affair is looking Fvulnerable again.