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Where's everybody going, Is it around to the pleasure house?
We're fighting an ugly war,
And it's no good to freak out.
Oh, please, it's obscene.
I've seen your true colours,
And there's nothing underneath,
Only green.
I stare at the pictures,
A canyon's opened between...

When I caught your eye,
I glimpsed a black star,
Going on and on,
You're not looking civilised.

You're bursting into pieces,
You polished off your cocaine,
Your face is fucking numb.
I can see the pain in your heart.
Look out the window,
See what you could have had.
And I could be, I could be the
Best friend you ever had.

Where's everybody gone?
They've all abandoned my house.
Nobody comes and goes,
But it's no good to freak out.
Oh, please, it's obscene.
You focus on others
And just pick apart their dreams.
It's fucking mean.
I tear at the stitching,
There's nothing on underneath.

When I caught your eye,
I glimpsed a black star,
Going on and on,
It's a shame to be civilised.
You're picking up the pieces,
You're stepping off the ghost train.
You could be the one,
I got no more fear in my heart.
Look out the window,
See what you're gonna have.
And I will be, I will be the
Best friend you ever had.

Weird leisure comes,
And all pleasure goes.
Weird leisure comes,
And all pleasure goes.

You picked up all the pieces,
And started your life again.
You're my number one,
I have only hope in my heart.
We're at the window,
Surveying all we have.
And I believe, I believe that
It's my turn, don't hold me back.

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