Boomtown Rats
Cant Stop

Can't stop
And face the facts
I'm high strung and I can't relax.
Tune me down cause I'm feeling sharp.
My blood's too weak and it strains my heart.
And hearts of gold can turn to grey.
And wills of iron can melt away.
Hey, this looks like the place,
We can stop, pick up some fame.

Can't stop
Oh doctor please.
I bruise so easy and I cut so clean,
Cure me quickly bring me to my knees.
Knock me out, come on i wanna sleep.

Doctor please, cure me quick.
Doctor please, I feel so quick.
Doctor please, what's that pain
Doctor please, here it comes again.

Can't stop.
I can't slow down.
My nose is bleeding, hanging upside down.
My head is reeling, I don't hear a sound.
My mouth's dry, it turns me inside out.


Mirror lyrics:

My mouth's dry, it turns me inside out.
My head is reeling, I don't hear a sound.
My nose is bleeding, hanging upside down.
I can't slow down.
Can't stop.

Doctor please, here it comes again.
Doctor please, what's that pain
Doctor please, I feel so quick.
Doctor please, cure me quick.

Knock me out, come on i wanna sleep.
Cure me quickly bring me to my knees.
I bruise so easy and I cut so clean,
Oh doctor please.
Can't stop

We can stop, pick up some fame.
Hey, this looks like the place,
And wills of iron can melt away.
And hearts of gold can turn to grey.
My blood's too weak and it strains my heart.
Tune me down cause I'm feeling sharp.
I'm high strung and I can't relax.
And face the facts
Can't stop


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