Sanctuary - J. Geils Band

Times are tough, frustration

Need relief, medication

Gone to far, intoxication

Fight the urge, of temptation

Miles ago, no destination

Is a real, hallucination

Lose the dream, of stagnation

Feel so lost, desperation

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It’s much too close, contamination

Love and pain, and deviation

Just suck it all, ejaculation

It’s much too late, for damnation

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When I was young,

My mother told me,

She said «Son,

Someday everything’s gonna be alright.

There’s no escape,

There’s no salvation,

It’s much to dark, for revelation.»

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