Kryptonite

Thursday, Aug. 29, 2002 ~ 6:52 AM

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So you wanna save your damsel in distress.
And you think of me as some Lois Lane.
You wanna leap tall buildings in a single bound;
And outrun my heart which speeds like a train.

But baby I�m some kinda kryptonite.
Some kind of glowing in your hand,
My kiss is some kinda jeweled Achilles Heel.
My touch like flying into quicksand.

And you say
You wanna be my SuperHero.
You wanna save me from the demons in my mind.
You want your own phone booth and shiny red cape.
You still wanna, do you?
Well hunny, get in line.

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