Why, why so quiet oh my mysterious country singer she asked my life (love), it's a riot I am climbing barricades in empty streets at night when I'm down fighting shadows twenty-five postcards in a box in my room telephone conversations gas slowly leaking out of a heart shaped balloon it's a dangerous game that I'm not sure if I could keep playing for long it's a dangerous game, it's a very fine line and if one step is wrong I have no cards to play and that's why I've got nothing to say tonight
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