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you don't have to say you're sorry to look on further down the line into the sun too close at heaven love is fine but you can't hold it like a ... two worlds apart and two together into that good night kiss away one takes the hard one the other kiss a way are you living for love? are you living for love? when the road gets too tough is your love strong enough? (are you living?) (are you living for love?) do you feel your head is full of thunder? questions never end? empty nights alone? no wonder it all comes back again are you living for love? are you living for love? |
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I've been under the gun |
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I've lost and |
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I've ... (one, two, three, four ...) forget the many steps to heaven it never happened and it ain't so hard happiness is a loaded weapon and a short cut is better by far explosive bolts, ten thousand volts at a million miles an hour abrasive wheels and molten metals it's a semi-automatic, get in the car corrosive heart and frozen heat we're worlds apart where we could meet where the street fold round and the motors start and the idiot wields the power where the chosen hold the highest card on the field of honour where the ground is hard so the highest hand is joking wild and the house soon fold and no-one stand |
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I put my finger on and dialled the tower, the moon, the gun, and nine nine nine, singer down cloudburst and all around the first are last, the blessed get wired the best is yet to come |
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I put my finger on and fired heat-seeking, out of the sun you can set the controls for the heart or the knees and the meek'll inherit what they damn well please get ahead, go figure, go ahead and pull the trigger everything under the gun |
