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I've got seams in the back of my heart the thread that I use when I mend is never far away I need it to keep me from falling apart it breaks up a bit each and every day Sometimes I don't feel, 'cause the needle is thin And then just to bleed out my soul for the world to soak it in then comes the thread, oh so soothing an fine to brush out the edges and ease out my mind there is no lust without fire there is no love wothout desire there is no needle without the thread Sometimes I think it will hurt 'till the end bounded by walls that surround me when the skein of life is cut but I wouldn't know, the transmission I send to make you remember and help me forget there is no lust without fire there is no love wothout desire there is no needle without the thread I sink low, I go higher there is no truth without a liar there is no needle without the thread From Letras Mania