Take a walk with me behind the curtain
I know your friends are watching me
Can I plant my flag high upon your hilltop
So everyone can know I'm here to stay
There never seems to be enough to fill my cup my darling
Can I mainline you again
Tumble down and spent entangled
The worms are looking for the dead
Can I crawl inside your every tiny alcove
You can knock me down and take my dying breath
There never seems to be enough to fill my cup my darling
Can I mainline you again
So glad I found you
I'll never be the bird around your neck . . .
There never seems to be enough to fill my cup, my darling
Can I mainline you again
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