She's a special girl, you knowThe kind I'd hope to seeHanging on a wallWatching me cross the street
I wonder how long it will beBefore I'm sick of herAnd I no longer careWhere she goes or has been
'Cause she's the new thingBut she's the new thingShe is the new thing'Cause she's the new thing
She is the new thingShe is the new thingAnother new thingFeel my stomach sinkAs I cast myself inShe is the new thingAlways the new thingStaring at herUlterior girl
Once she had me on my kneesEnamoured with diseaseNow, she fails to impressA different sicknessA different kind of sicknessLacking any interest
And I, sunk in apathyTotally absorbed in meSitting vacant on my ownMy senses lying prone
She was the new thingShe was the new thingShe was the new thingAnother new thingAnother new thingAnother new thing
She was the new thingAnother new thingFeel my stomach sinkAs I curse my slow limbsShe was the new thingAnother new thingStaring at herUlterior girlI cast myself into whatever she bringsAnother new
With sicknessIt ends how it beginsFirst mine then hersAnd then the cycle blursAs my actions reoccur
Through no fault of my ownThrough no fault of my ownThrough no fault of my ownThrough no fault of my ownAnother new thingAnother new thingAnother new thing
Another new
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