i've got this urge to shout out and say:
i need you like the deserts need water everyday
i can't think straight
and every passing minute not knowing what's up with you
makes me weak
it's an addiction
and that's fine
but still i want to punch my stomach out
'cause the nerves are hard to handle
i'm a man--
of age in fact
but i have fallen
and I can't help that
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