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Welcome to your show
Without you I'm alone
In this decaying palace
This endless production of skin and bone
It's getting old
And I should go
But I can't help myself
You make me want more, more, more, more
When I see your face I just
Want more, more, more, more
There's a bell on my door that sings when
My thousand arms swing wide
Into the hall of mirrors where
All the ventriloquists hide
Sewing judgments and fears into
The mouths of their dummy gods
This planet's a prison I should quit
But I can't help myself
You make me want more, more, more, more
When I see your face I just
Want more, more, more, more
You'll be free whenever you choose to be
You'll be free whenever you choose to be
Nirvana's just a truck stop away
Whenever you're ready to come out and play
And endless bliss sounds nice
But I can't help myself
You make me want more, more, more, more
When I see your face I just
Want more, more, more, more
And I can't help myself
You make me want more, more, more, more
When I see your face I just
Want more, more, more, more
Without you I'm alone
In this decaying palace
This endless production of skin and bone
It's getting old
And I should go
But I can't help myself
You make me want more, more, more, more
When I see your face I just
Want more, more, more, more
There's a bell on my door that sings when
My thousand arms swing wide
Into the hall of mirrors where
All the ventriloquists hide
Sewing judgments and fears into
The mouths of their dummy gods
This planet's a prison I should quit
But I can't help myself
You make me want more, more, more, more
When I see your face I just
Want more, more, more, more
You'll be free whenever you choose to be
You'll be free whenever you choose to be
Nirvana's just a truck stop away
Whenever you're ready to come out and play
And endless bliss sounds nice
But I can't help myself
You make me want more, more, more, more
When I see your face I just
Want more, more, more, more
And I can't help myself
You make me want more, more, more, more
When I see your face I just
Want more, more, more, more
Credits
Writer(s): Elaina Whitesell
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