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Waking with an aching headAs thirsty as a dogDraped across your single bedYour mind's as thick as fogThe Sanity Protector's gonna come and get you, darlingHis satellites are up to track you downSelf-abuse's no more an option, babyTime to turn your foolish ways aroundA craving must be satisfiedAn evening must be setBut your friends don't understand youAnd your demands they can't be metThe Sanity Protector's gonna come and get you, darlingHis satellites are up to track you downSelf-abuse's no more an option, babyTime to turn your foolish ways aroundDrifting in a distant hazeThe music can't be heardSurrounded, but so aloneA void where life occurredThe Sanity Protector's gonna come and get you, darlingHis satellites are up to track you downSelf-abuse's no more an option, babyTime to turn your foolish ways around, yeah (x2) From Letras Mania