Some Kind Of Cure
Keep your hands off me I can’t trust anyone, anything, anybody You say a need a certain religion But I lose my temper if someone tries to push me
You know, I have inside of me I’ve got a real hard core Beaching the goal makes me want something more
And there is no way you can change it Or re-arrange it… I’ll always be on my own
In my eyes You are in two They’ll come to check if it’s true
You’re out of this You feel so blue You should be looking for some kind of cure
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