Allow me to confess
'Cause here's the way I am
The obsessive kind, a possessive mind
I can only love my hand
If you should come too close
Little sister, you may find
The smoke, unbearable
That's the way I kill my time
Sometimes, I feel
That nothing good is real
Sometimes, I know
That nothing good is slow
When it turns to go
Forbid me to get weird
The way I always do
'Cause something disappears
I could end up killing you
You are so quiet, shy
And beautiful today
I wouldn't pass you up
If you could only come my way
Sometimes, I feel
That nothing good is real
Sometimes, I know
That nothing good is slow
Slow, slow, when it turns to go
When it turns to go
Whoa
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