| We can make you understand.
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| We can make you understand.
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| Play with me,
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| You can make the love and I'll make the money,
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| Stay with me,
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| Shut out the world, live underneath the city.
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| Release cold gender bombs,
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| On colonial closet, middle England.
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| Stay with me.
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| I'll be Peter Pan and you just be pretty.
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| To the brave and the petrified,
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| We all fall down.
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| To the slave and the civilized,
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| We all fall down.
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| To the lovers we left behind.
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| The bad days, the good nights.
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| In the great shipwreck of life,
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| We all fall down.
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| Born we are, between the hard black rock
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| And the code of the immortal,
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| Torn from cars from the flames of the brave,
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| And the bosom we can't return to.
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| We light up the bars of the world
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| With the decadent essence of innocence,
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| Free, but sharp,
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| We could be the satellite guiding through the dark!
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| To the brave and the petrified,
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| We all fall down.
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| To the slave and the civilized,
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| We all fall down.
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| To the lovers we left behind.
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| The bad days, the good nights.
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| In the great shipwreck of life,
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| We all fall down.
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| We can make you understand.
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| We can make you understand.
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| We can make you understand.
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| We can make you understand.
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| To the brave and the petrified,
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| We all fall down.
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| To the slave and the civilized,
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| We all fall down.
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| To the lovers we left behind.
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| The bad days, the good nights.
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| In the great shipwreck of life,
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| We all fall down.
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| We can make you understand.
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| We can make you understand... |