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hidell — Magazine

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well I've got lot's of friend that come around But nothing beats the kicks that i have found well I've got lot's of...
You sick and tried of being brought down to your knees Every drink you down you down reluctantly Climb an ivory tower tell me...
You make me sit alone Waiting by the phone Nervous but controlled I'm talking to myself I'm playing with...
She is gone And so now I Fine it hard To believe it was her time As i look down To the ground...
Picture me on the cover of your magazine All the shiny happy people starring back at me Turn the page if you really...
I walked around here Searching for my insides And all i found was my ghost Talking gibberish And drunken...
Ya I'm in love with everyone Ya I'm here to soak up the sun Ya I'm glad that I'm your number one Do you know where I'm...
Up and down Pass it around Smile and say This is where is want to be In the crowd They'll make you...
Wake up to another day Mad at what i see I'm a complicated man But no one understand me Don't you know what to...
Swinging on some dope Gonna shoot up a rope Fresh out of hope Gonna leave it to the pope The lovers that elope


Picture me on the cover of your magazine
All the shiny happy people starring back at me



Turn the page if you really wanna look at me
The photographs that stole my soul
Are yours to see
Are yours to see

Do i feel alive
Do i feel alive
Do i feel alive



Picture me getting bent in my limousine
Living fast dying young is the only dream

Picture me on the cover of your magazine
Look at me I'm a copy written junky
When I'm gone I'll live on for eternity




[Thanks to tassy_k@hotmail.com for these lyrics]


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