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When you've had enough of screaming inside When you've had enough of losing your mind When you need a certain devotee Know that you can always come and find me In the corner booth of a speakeasy I watch your lips but I'll never get your language I don't really care what they may think Take a sip and recline let me show you that I'm Your freak, your freak Your man of a thousand faces Your Lon Chaney Your pre-code Hollywood Your freak, your freak Your Gen X slacker zero, your antihero Your pre-codе Hollywood There's no freedom left in spеaking your mind If you want a career to get by Tricky business being a troubadour Now we're living through 1984 In the corner booth of a speakeasy I watch your lips but I'll never get your language I don’t really care what they may think Letras de cancionesTake a sip and recline let me show you that I'm Your freak, your freak Your man of a thousand faces Your Lon Chaney Your pre-code Hollywood Your freak, your freak Your Gen X slacker zero, your antihero Your pre-code Hollywood From Letras Mania