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Myspace: Lyrics: well we can do just what we please, but we can never turn on the heat. and every night's a blackout in this place. we get the bills, but we don't pay. no, we don't pay. and i guess you're right because all of my friends are drug addicts. and i guess you're right because this really is a pretty gross matress. but i'd rather sleep with junkies than with angels, as the moonlight turns all of us to werewolves. and sunrise, it's just a gorgeous bedtime, t
