Sweetest Cure - Hugo

I wanna find peace in my own skin

In my own skin

Breath out, breath in

Thinking of your eyes

Promises you gave

Promises you gave

We’re doomed, not saved

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Just cut to commercial

What the hell am I s’posed to do

Choose a world over you

I’m afraid I’m just too small

I think I’d be no use at all

Word’s out somehow

You’re the sweetest cure

I never got to taste

Lost in the tide of sex and death

Of sex and death

Your hair, your hair

I want you again

Don’t wanna be your friend

I wanna be a door

Not a voyeur

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Just cut to commercial

What the hell am I s’posed to be

Choose a world over me

Sitting pretty in my mess

On the phone I can’t confess

Word’s out somehow

You’re the sweetest cure

I never got to tell you

Word’s out somehow

You’re the sweetest cure

I never got to taste

My doll, pure hearts

Turn the tables and

Push it out and watch me slowly break

Sweetest cure

I never got to taste

Sweetest cure

I’ll never taste