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Pathetic Sense

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Cranberries » Pathetic Sense

Time is an illusion baby, I'm on your side.
Love is a confusion baby, You'll never hide.
Come to the conclusion baby, Your love has died.
Time is an illusion baby, I'm on your side.
Time is an illusion baby, I'm on your side.
Love is a confusion baby, You'll never hide.
Come to the conclusion baby, Your love has died.
Time is an illusion baby, I'm on your side.
I want to jump on your head,
Until I get blisters,
I will drop bombs on your bed,
You'll be calling your sisters cos
Time is an illusion baby, I'm on your side.
Love is a confusion baby, You'll never hide.
Life was an attraction baby, but you never tried.
Now it's an attraction maybe, You should have died.
I want to jump on your head,
Until I get blisters,
I will drop bombs on your bed,
You'll be calling your sisters cos
Time is an illusion baby, I'm on your side.
Love is a confusion baby, You'll never hide.
Come to the conclusion baby, Your love has died.
Time is an illusion baby, I'm on your side.
Pathetic senses, I'm on your side.
Pathetic senses, I'm on your side.
Pathetic senses, I'm on your side.


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The Sweetest Thing
Dying Inside
Pretty Eyes
Uncertain
Cordell
So Cold In Ireland
Away
Wake Up And Smell The Coffee
Baby Blues
Reason
Intermission
Dreams
Never Grow Old
Carry On
Such A Shame
I Don't Need
Sweetest thing
Time Is Ticking Out
The Concept
Sorry Son
Take My Soul Away
In the Ghetto
What You Were
Woman Without Pride
Pathetic Sense
Liar
Yesterday's Gone
The Sun Does Rise
Do You Know
I Really Hope
Them
Go Your Own Way
Ave Maria
This Is The Day
Nothing Left At All
The Picture I View
Paparazzi On Mopeds
God Be With You
Close To You
False
Pathetic Senses
Analyse
Like You Used To
Every Morning
Chocolate Brown

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