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          Tomorrow  
            I’m gonna find a way to die 
            I’m living only for a lover 
            And the death of you and I 
            But if you find a way to break my back 
            With needles, thread, and guilt 
            Will you cover me in kerosene 
            And burn my strychnine quilt 
            Yeah, will you spit upon the path I took 
            Will you cry from all the drugs I took 
            Will be my little come down hook 
            And I’ll never ask again 
            Will I wake up feeling half of you  
            Has been striped or torn in two 
            To kill a young man’s point of view 
            Is to kill his only friend 
            Oh, oh 
   
            Tomorrow 
            We’re gonna find a place to live 
            I’m packing only means for red wood dreams 
            It’s a place that you’ll be excepted 
            Oh fuck the world 
            Just a boy and a girl 
            But it’s that leach you’ll have to shake 
            Through the love we’ll need to make 
            Call me sure 
            Yeah I’m sure I said 
            I said I’m open wide 
            But you really have to understand 
            We’ll build a water slide  
            If you’re brave enough to hold my hand 
            Oh, oh 
          
         
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