Never let yourself be seen by anyone we know;
I'll comfort
The clown is really just a man who
Once dared to
It's just another day, another episode of hiding under the
You look at me from every angle, follow my every
She kiss me on my neck
And I feel the fire
...
I've reached the end of my story
I still don't understand
Whether she be priest or police, the first one on
the first sign of weakness
was when you walked by and
ooh...i'm...oooh, i'm so scared
people...outside...people outside make me scared
Send up a smile for me, baby, I say to
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