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Exam Room Seven
I don’t need your moonshine of lies Neither do I need your goodbyes Wondering in the woods of my mind, Feeling misunderstood, left behind It’s doing me no good, you see? Should I stay or should I flee? I’m always in exam room #7 I’m in heaven I’m in heaven or hell… In which I dwell… Ooh ooh ooh Agony doesn’t have to be painful When you’re happy in your skin, In your skin of thick and thin Liberty is around the bend, My beautiful, Hope you’d understand, Even when you’re upset from deep within Mmm…mmm…mmm… I don’t understand Your quaking hands Should I make a grand stand? Should I go or should I be free? As painful as it seems, baby, We’re broken at the seams once more In our unspoken dreams, in which we soar As resentful as our cold hearts were, We’re shooting stars in a mighty blur In our unforgotten cure of we-will-endure Still, I don’t get it — Your shyness, Your slyness And your clever wit Ooh… Your lips are frosty blue with rue, with rue My hands are quivering, but what’s new? Your saturated woe — It shines oh so bright, oh so bright In the undertow, We are together tonight with might Under the surface, we’re blown out fire By the shadow’s glow of our lonely desire I’m alwys landing in exam room #7, Feeling like a 7 out of an eleven In my heavenly dorm Where I keep warm Agony, baby, It doesn’t have to be painful When you’re happy in your skin, In your skin of thick and thin Liberty is around the bend, Oh my beautiful soul, Hope you’d understand, Even when you’re upset from deep within I don’t understand Your quaking hands Should I make a grand stand? Should I go or should I be free? As painful as it seems, baby, We’re broken at the seams once more In our unspoken dreams, in which we soar As resentful as our cold hearts were, We’re shooting stars in a mighty blur In our unforgotten cure of we-will-endure Still, I don’t get it — Your shyness, Your slyness And your clever wit Our sunlit strength will gleam as long as we belong… As long as our screams won’t be silenced in this song… I’m a confused deer in the wilderness Wish we were joyous like we used to My wondrous love, my dear precious… I’m ashamed of what I’ve done to you I’m always been in exam room #7… It’s almost a hell-bent heaven… Again and again and again and again… Again and again and again Again and again Again Agony, darling, It doesn’t have to be harming you any longer When you’re happy in your skin, In your skin of thick and thin Liberty is around the bend, My long lost lover, Hope you’d understand, Even when you’re upset from deep within I don’t understand Your quaking hands Should I make a grand stand? Should I go or should I be free? As painful as it seems, baby, We’re broken at the seams once more In our unspoken dreams, in which we soar As resentful as our cold hearts were, We’re shooting stars in a mighty blur In our unforgotten cure of we-will-endure Still, I don’t get it — Your shyness, Your slyness And your clever wit Hopefully, happiness brings more relief Hopefully, my heart feels no more grief Farewell to our sorrow… There’s another tomorrow My precious love of mine, Will you be my sunshine? For, I don’t need your moonshine of lies Neither do I need your goodbyes…
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