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Quaaludes
Give me a glass of milk
So I can take my sleeping pills
I feel them in my veins, softly
They take me to a safe place
A place where I am free
To dream these pleasant dreams, softly

Softly, mmm, go slow
Mmm, softly, go slow
Softly, mmm, go slow

I feel at ease in days like these
I live and breath my fantasies
When silence comes to speak
She knows how weak a man I am
I take, but I don't give, yet I long for her relief

Softly, mmm, go slow
We all make mistakes
But I am still in awe by you
Softly, mmm, go slow