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Meeting you, with a view to a kill, |
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Face to face, in secret places. Feel the chill. |
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Nightfall covers me, |
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But you know, the plans I'm making |
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Still over see. |
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Could it be the whole earth opening wide |
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A sacred why? A myst'ry gaping inside |
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The weekends; why? Until we |
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dance into the fire, |
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That fatal kiss is all we need. |
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Dance into the fire |
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To fatal sounds of broken dreams. |
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Dance into the fire; |
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That fatal kiss is all we need. |
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Dance into the fire. |
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The choice for you is the view to a kill. |
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Between the shades, assassination standing still. |
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The first crystal tears |
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Fall as snowflakes on your body, |
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First time in years, |
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To drench your skin with lover's rosy stain. |
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A chance to find a phoenix for the flame, |
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A chance to die, but can we |
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Dance into the fire, |
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That fatal kiss is all we need. |
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Dance into the fire |
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To fatal sounds of broken dreams. |
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Dance into the fire; |
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That fatal kiss is all we need. |
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Dance into the fire. |
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When all we see is a view to a kill. |
