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the lover's crime is to think alone waste your time in another zone my wicked mind thinks you're on loan learn the manoeuvres again and again affection and alienation keep my footing with some of my friends while others are changing the station you want to compete but I just don't care throw the match i'll still be fair you say you're not reaching out but I saw your flares admit you and I are defeatist clones how else to explain the higher potential wait in line in ill-fitting clothes only using my gears when it's essential From Letras Mania