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I want to be the whole world’s girl, Gramma
Tell me do you think that’s wrong?
Don’t cry, honey, crazy girl don’t you know you are the world?
Every time you feel unsure try remember what you are
Gramma said she’ll leave the lights on for me
Gramma said the flags are waving for me
Gramma said that somewhere out there there’s a good man
Waiting for me
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Born to die
Lust for life
White lines, pretty baby, tattoosdon’t know what they mean
They’re special, just for you
White palms, baking powder on the stovecooking up a dream, turning diamonds into snow
I feel you, pretty baby, feel me
Turn it up hot, loving you is free
When I was young I thought the world of you
I was dumb to let you drift away
& though I guess it had to come to an end
No one else could have the love we shared…
He lives for love, he loves his drugs, he loves his baby too
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Hurt me and tell me you’re mine
I don’t know why but I like it
Scary? My God, you’re divine
Gimme them, gimme them dope and diamonds
Baby, if you wanna leave
Come to California, be a freak like me, too
Screw your anonymity
Loving me is all you need to feel
Cause there’s nothing for us to talk aboutlike the future and those things
‘Cause there’s nothing for me to think about
Now that he’s gone, I can’t feel nothing
Ever since my baby went away
It’s been the blackest day, it’s been the blackest day
Artist of the decade
I’m up a creek and you’re my paddle
Where there is you there is my soul
Another dream where I’m the witness
I am the witness to your goal
Grunge Revival
