I'm feeling smothered baby...
Like a pillow over my face...
Your always here baby...
Wanting to come in...
I'm feeling smothered baby...
Like a pillow over my face...
Your always here baby...
Wanting to drink...
It's Like a record baby...
Stuck scratching at my mind...
It's wearing out baby...
Until there's no more sound...
I can't take it any more baby, I can't take it any more...
I need some space baby... before I push you through the door...
how much longer baby until you go through that door...
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