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sunday morning
The only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved...I like too many things and get all confused and hung-up running from one falling star to another till i drop. This is the night, what it does to you. I had nothing to offer anybody except my own confusion."
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I'VE GOT THE SPIRIT, BUT LOSE THE FEELING FEELING FEELING FEELING FEEEEEEELING
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