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L.a. Guns - Hypnotized L.a. Guns - Hypnotized |
| Sitting here in my electric chair,
I've got a lot on my mind
I see you through the mirror
Got me hypnotized
What's wrong with me
Has got a lot to do
With what's wrong with you
I can't escape, degenerate
I didn't fake it alone
My Yoko, partner in crime
Left me tranquilized
What's wrong with me
Has got a lot to do
With what's wrong with you
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