Cults
Most Wanted
up late at night all alonecan't you see that I'm trying?trying so hard to hold onto the things I knowbut in the evening I will have to gowhat I most want is bad for me I knowout in the dark, shaking hands in the street, I'm driftingdrifting away from my family towards my foesmy mother told me you'll reap what you sowwhat you most is want is bad for me you know back in my home late at nightall alone, I'm flyingflying above all my troublesmy mind's a gullwhen I am happy my heart starts to slowwhat I most want is bad for me I knowlate in the morning I wake all alone, I'm cryingcrying for all of the people who love me sobut when we get sad we know where to gowhat we most want is bad for us we knowflirtationdrug useand adultery
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