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I've always liked this song from the Cure, we're hedonists on a treadmill: I'm always wanting more, anything I haven't got
Everything I want it all, and I just can't stop
Planning all my days away but never finding ways to stay
Or ever feel enough today, tomorrow must be more
Drink, more dreams, more bed, more drugs
More lust, more lies, more head, more love
Fear more fun, more pain, more flesh
More stars, more smiles, more colors, more sex But however hard I want
I know deep down inside
I'll never really get more hope
Or any more time
Any more time
Any more time I want the sun to fall in, I want lightning and thunder
Blood instead of rain, I want the world to make me wonder
I want to walk on water, take a trip to the moon
Give me all this, give me it soon
More drink, more dreams, more drugs
More lust, more lies, more love But however hard I want
I know deep down inside
I'll never really get more hope
Or any more time
Any more time
Any more time
Any more time |
His destiny was just too big to spend / So he broke it into smaller bills and change
By the time he'd try to buy the things he needed / He had spent it all on loosies and weed and
He had spent it all on chips and Coca-Cola / He had spent it all on chocolate and vanilla
He had spent it all and didn't even feel it / He had spent it all and didn't even feel it