Tonight though, I am sick, completely exhausted from playing Goldmine on H's computer, and it's time to go to bed. So instead of someone finding the courage to take love into his own hands, I'm going to pretend this song is about sleeping.
"And I can't fight this feeling anymore
I've forgotten what I started fighting for
And if I have to crawl upon the floor
Come crashing through your door
Baby, I can't fight this feeling anymore."
Zzzzzzzzzzzz!
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