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There is no perfect time too fast or slow, standard versus strong (?) |
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The truth be told you can't play much, can't play slow. |
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Forgive me i owe them this swollen joke. |
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Oozing from your throats that clutters and control. |
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Since you busted every window and knocked down every door |
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Cut up every alleyway and smoking every whore. |
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You turn a colder shoulder to the suture we kept close. |
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You turn a concrete answer into a simple yes or no, no, no, yes, no |
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Let's fall behind in perfect time. |
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Won't you stay a while? we're counting on you. |
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So sad to say you've gone away, |
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Without a trace or two. |
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There is no perfect time too fast or slow, standard versus strong (?) |
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There is no perfect time. there is no perfect place. |
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No picture perfect face with picture perfect clothes in picture perfect pose. |
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Let's fall behind in perfect time. |
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Won't you stay a while? we're counting on you. |
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So sad to say you've gone away, |
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Without a trace or two. |
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