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Red wine and sleeping pills Help me get back to your arms Cheap sex and sad films Help me get where I belong I think you're crazy, maybe I think you're crazy, maybe Stop sending letters Letters always get burned It's not like the movies They fed us on little white lies I think you're crazy, maybe I think you're crazy, maybe I will see you in the next life Beautiful angel Pulled apart at birth Limbless and helpless I can't even recognize you I think you're crazy, maybe I think you're crazy, maybe I think you're crazy, maybe I think you're crazy, maybe I think you're crazy, maybe I think you're crazy, maybe I will see you in the next life