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it's a dream, it's a curseonly gets better, never gets worsealive or deaddesire binds like a needle and threadit's a ghost in the shellrising up from a bottomless wellthat we don't talk aboutit's gonna tear me to piecesif I don't let it outI said ooh-ahh, my myit's gonna be alright (alright, alright)I said ooh-ahh, my myit's gonna be alright (alright, alright)let's forgetwhat we saidlet's start over, pretend we just metI'll be Dick, you be Janelook in the mirrorsee we're almost the sameI said ooh-ahh, my myit's gonna be alright (alright, alright)I said ooh-ahh, my myyeah I'm hungry tonight (alright, alright)Letras de cancionesso we talk and we touchwhat's the differencebetween too much and not enoughwell I want, I wantI want it bad enough to shoutI want, I wantI want it bad enough to shout out loud From Letras Mania