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Smiles like bullets, looks that could kill |
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Don't be caught with a hand in the thrill |
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Not always a matter of choice |
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And I hear a ticking in your voice |
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A numbing cold that weakens the will |
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A wining way that sweetens the pill |
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Not always a matter of choice |
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And I hear a ticking in your voice |
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Close together, we stand apart |
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Is that a ticking in your heart? |
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And I hear a ticking in your heart |
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A raging silence that lies cannot fill |
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A numbing cold that weakens the will |
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Not always a matter of choice |
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And I hear a ticking in your voice |
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Is that a ticking in your voice? |
