Poet’s problem, patron’s sin, puts me in the place i’m in.Passion’s letter, poison pen, on these two things i can depend.You will write your number, that’s not all.I will not be there when you call.I think i’ll do a line and then again…Dirty dealer’s school of thought.An armchair for the strength you’ve lost.The tv set’s been on all night.You were wrong and i was right.You will write your number on the wall.I will not be there when you call.I think i’ll do a line and then again…
I cannot take this anymo-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-ore Saying everything I've said befo-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-ore All these words they make…
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I've been sucking morning Waiting for the beat I've been running circles Searching for the…