| I like pleasure spiked with pain
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| And music is my aeroplane
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| It’s my aeroplane
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| Songbird sweet and sour Jane
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| And music is my aeroplane
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| It’s my aeroplane
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| Pleasure spiked with pain
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| That motherfucker’s always spiked with pain
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| Looking in my own eyes, hey Lord
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| I can’t find the love I want
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| Someone better slap me
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| Before I start to rust
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| Before I start to decompose
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| Looking in my rear-view mirror
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| Looking in my rear-view mirror
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| I can make it disappear
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| I can make it disappear, have no fear
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| I like pleasure spiked with pain
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| And music is my aeroplane
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| It’s my aeroplane
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| Songbird sweet and sour Jane
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| And music is my aeroplane
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| It’s my aeroplane
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| Pleasure spiked with pain
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| That motherfucker’s always spiked with pain
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| Sitting in my kitchen, hey girl
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| I’m turning into dust again
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| My melancholy baby
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| The star of Mazzy must
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| Push her voice inside of me
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| I’m overcoming gravity
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| I’m overcoming gravity
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| It’s easy when you’re sad to be
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| It’s easy when you’re sad, sad like me
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| I like pleasure spiked with pain
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| And music is my aeroplane
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| It’s my aeroplane
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| Songbird sweet and sour Jane
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| And music is my aeroplane
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| It’s my aeroplane
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| Pleasure spiked with pain
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| Just one note could make me float
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| Could make me float away
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| One note from the song she wrote
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| Could fuck me where I lay
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| Just one note could make me choke
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| One note, that’s not a lie
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| Just one note could cut my throat
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| One note could make me die
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| I like pleasure spiked with pain
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| And music is my aeroplane
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| It’s my aeroplane
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| Songbird sweet and sour Jane
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| And music is my aeroplane
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| It’s my aeroplane
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| Pleasure spiked with pain
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| My aeroplane, my aeroplane…
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| It’s my aeroplane… |