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Come on in, wipe your feet It's been so damn long since you looked right at me I'll take your coat just right down the hall Where everybody else's shit is just hanging on the wall Are you nervous? Don't ask me Are you nervous? Don't ask me Are you nervous? Don't ask me Wide awake, fast asleep I've got to admit neither really mean shit to me I keep digging up, I'm holing up here And counting the seconds as they sweep me under all that I fear Get under my skin Cause I want more Yes I want more Living thin, on your feet You've got your own guilt trip you've set to a backbeat I'll swallow whole all that we are So I won't taste how bitter everything's become after all Get me through this? I am asking Vicious circle, wrap around me Fight to control all that I see So I'll howl just for now Get under my skin Cause I want more Yes I want more Get under my skin Cause I want more Yes I want more Get under my skin Cause I want more Yes I want more