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he sees it coming from a mile away |
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he knows all the rules by heart and so the game is played |
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he's trading love for this sordid night of bliss |
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though nothing good nothing good could ever come from this |
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you've seen how people rise in times of need |
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forget all their pettiness forget all their greed |
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but he can't rise above this warm and reckless kiss |
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though nothing good nothing good could ever come from this |
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from this only sorrow |
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from this no future only tomorrows |
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and when the morning comes tumbling down |
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no trace of the night before it's still the same old town |
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but deep inside now hides a stranger in his midst |
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and nothing good nothing good could ever come from this |
