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Wash your heart off with hot water, wash your mouth out with the maker's meat Walk until you kindly wander, just make sure you're wandering towards me You may wake as king tomorrow, if tonight you can just stay off the street, where i know you feel free This is not for your eyes to see, so won't you please stop staring at me I think you better find a way out of here, 'cause i don't think you'll like what i've become I think you better find a way out of here, 'cause i don't think you'll like what i've become No, I cannot explain how we always find shelter from the rain When it gets cold and we get carried away, Now we suffer from sunday-window pain You know, we will not be friends tomorrow if tonight we just get under the sheets, and just feel free This is not for your eyes to see, so won't you please stop staring at me I think you better find a way out of here, 'cause i don't think you'll like what i've become I think you better find a way out of here, 'cause i don't think you'll like what i've become You know, it's getting very hard for me, to look in the mirror with no reflection of my face But that is not the hardest part for me, it's just knowing i won't see the light of day