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Your Love (Is Killing Me) - Del Amitri
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Your Love (Is Killing Me) Del Amitri

Your Love (Is Killing Me) - Del Amitri
Your love is killing me
I wake up soaking in bed
In a monsoon of dread
Your love is killing me
I go limping around
From bar to bar in this town

Your love slowly steals
And I can't believe just how good that feels
I get sick and I get well
And I can't wait to go back to hell

Your love is killing me
There's a pain in my side
It feels like shame every night
Your love is killing me
By stealth, by design
By only inches at a time

Your love slowly steals
And I can't believe just how good that feels
I get sick and I get well
And I can't wait to go back to hell

Your love puts the fear in me
How could I ever be without
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