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I bleed, I bleed, I know what I need
But I don't know what I want
I'm tongue-tied, a genius inside
I'm an idiot savant
And I don't know what I want
Oh, what can you do when you wake up on
The dark side of the day?
I was chillin' on the porch
Now I'm burning like a torch
With no time to figure it out
I'm on fire
I'm blue, I'm blue, I'm tried and I'm true
And I've been waiting here all night
I walk mean, I talk like James Dean
But I'm not looking for a fight
No I'm just looking for a light
Oh, what can you do when you wake up on
The dark side of the day?
I was freezing on the porch
Now I'm burning like a torch
With no time to figure it out
I'm on fire
I’ve been sweeping up the dust
I've been thinking about us
With no time to figure it out
Yeah there's no crime, the jury's still out
I've got no time to figure it out
I'm on fire, I'm on fire, I'm on fire
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© 2010 David Palmer & Barry Keenan
Orchard Street Music (ASCAP) / East Of Sideways (ASCAP)