The Brian Jonestown Massacre – Thoughts Of You (Guitar)

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Once I used to feel so good and my life went fine

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My face is all covered in dirt and I do like wine

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I woke up when the music starts and a stack of time

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The taste is going so unsweet and for a kind

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Life has lost its mystique under trembling time

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Its not usually so cold for the second time

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My mind is in a daydream but it would not die

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I woke up when this feelings starts and I lost my mind

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Life had lost its mystique to the passing time

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If it tasted so sweet, it'd be pouring time

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Once I used to feel so clean and my life worked fine

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Now my face is all covеred in dirt and I reek like wine

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Opеn when the music starts in the love of time

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Life has lost its mystique, baby you don’t hide

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Once it takes you so sweet, it'll be fine