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what makes me think i've got the right
to tell anybody anything i like
i can change lives
i'd like to hide have a secret lie
white lie, nice lie, me lie
i'm loosing it
about to ask all the obvious questions
i couldn't sleep for thinking of you
human nature dictates that 
i'm going to make the very same mistakes
it's not too late yet
i'm aware i care
those hitchcock stairs only serve to remind me
don't strike me down and don't blind me
i couldn't breathe for thinking of you