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A sparkled glaze settles secretlyOn the streets and fields whilst you sleepIn a ghost town chimes the midnight hourAs the chill takes grip of meI drive back home in a calm distressAlthough there's nothing really waiting thereExcept a bottle and an empty bedAnd a few more stale cigarettes for meI'm feeling like a lost causeA pointless waste of skin and bonesThe more I need you darlingThe more I push you further from my armsWell isn't love a pain sometimesSo intricate and agonizedWhen it's longing isn't consolded at allWith her body and her mindStirring every sense untilProvoking chemicals that willSkulk into my brain tonightAnd make me feel something positive againI'm feeling like a lost causeA pointless waste of skin and bonesThe more I need you darlingThe more I push you further from my arms From Letras Mania