Give us Saint Jude the things we need to crawl through our days
This search for new senses has blown all my old flames away
The things I used to feel just don’t feel the way they used to
I’ve wasted all my tasting chasing headlong after you
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You turned me blind
You turned me colourblind
I have turned colourblind
A red rag another blue day a white rage a green light
The glue my soul used to pick up this world has care-dried
«Wake up,» I shout at myself but I can’t
«Feel it,» they sing but I find that I don’t
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I’m planning to lose myself make no excuses
To see if I notice I»m no longer here
Trying to shock myself love myself
Knock myself clear
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