Addicted To The Cure by Wombats
Lately, I
Have been speculating
As to how and why
These circles race whatever I do
Your blonde hair
Breaks this ten thousand yard stare
Clearly, I
Am still withdrawing it's true
(ahh ahh ahh)
Somethings not right here
The paint watches me as I dry here
The pain watches me as I waltz through
This black hole
And I don't feel violent
In fact I feel some way enlightened
The best parts of us
Always seem to have the most downfalls
There's a cigarette in my mouth
A nicotine patch is on the floor
When did we get addicted to the cure?
Ahh ah ahh
Ahh ahh
I am addicted to the cure!
Sometimes, I
Get aggravated
With my concept of time
And how the clocks tick backwards on cue
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