When I pull you into the light
I can see right through
That hole inside
You listen to rock and roll
Believe in other gods
If you think about it, baby
We're totally at odds

When you're close to me
Something stirs in me
Oh, the beast is free
But I'll never be

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Why do I always chase
The ones [bad word] 
Why do I always chase
The ones [bad word] 

He is a friend of mine
We dine from time to time
We drink and smoke, and then
I take the six-train home again
I need time to pretend
That he didn't touch me at all 

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