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    My blood moves
    I feel all right
    My ritual followed us to paradise
    My blood moves
    I feel all right
    Don't touch me
    Cuz I've had too much to feel tonight

    I'm a martyr of a new and magic kind
    It's gettin' easy not to suffer all the time

    My good time
    I feel all right
    My ritual followed us to paradise
    My blood moves I feel all right
    Don't touch me cuz you're still too much to feel tonight

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    Not tonight, I repeat, me over
    I'm a martyr of a new and magic kind
    It's getting easy not to suffer all the time
    My sense of humor might have narrowed with my age
    But happy anarchy is all I really crave

    Trying to be good, while I get my fill
    Will I get what I need?
    I don't know if I will
    When I take it in , will I make it my own again
    My own again

    My good time, I feel all right
    My ritual got my through another night

    I'm a martyr of a new and magic kind
    It's getting easy not to suffer all the time
    My sense of humor might have narrowed with my age
    But happy anarchy is all I really crave
    It's all I want. It's all I need
    So come over.

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