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Quiet Riot - Condition Critical lyrics
Oh the tension's mounting The pressure starts to show All the men in haunting Please don't let me go (Don't go) Try to free my body (Don't go) Try to strap me down (Don't go) These'll never break me (Don't go) Free wheel to look at me Condition critical I'm feeling physical Condition critical Now I'm really cynical The bells they are ringing Or is it in my head My nerves numb understanding I'm falling out of bed (Don't go) So call it paranoia (Don't go) I don't see it that way (Let's go) You say I adore ya (Hell no) We're gonna rock they way Condition critical I'm feeling physical Condition critical Now I'm really cynical Ooh ooh Whips and chains Don't feel no pain What's so wrong I think I'm going out of my head Over heels I can't feel No pain, only pleasure Get me out Take me home Can't you see my condition Woo-woo-woo Condition Condition Condition critical, critical Condition Condition Condition critical Condition critical I'm feeling physical Condition critical Now I'm really cynical Condition critical I'm feeling physical Condition critical Now I'm really cynical (Cynical) Condition Condition Condition critical, critical Condition Condition Condition critical, critical Condition Condition Condition critical, critical Condition Condition Condition critical, critical Condition Condition-aca |
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