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At my worst I'm a terrorist of love,
at my best I'm the king of compassion
From a long line of doing it wrong,
I strike a melody to see me right.

Oh where is my love,
for I won't be coming home tonight.

In a maze of indecision
and a drought of action in the mind
From a long line of doing it wrong
I strike a melody to see me right.

Oh where is my love,
does she think of me in the dead of night
Oh where is my love,
for I won't be coming home tonight.

The dawn sings a chorus to me,
says the suns is coming for you and me.
Our dreams will all unfold, pick the thread up
and saw saw saw saw saw saw saw saw saw

From a long line of doing it wrong
I strike a melody to see me right.
From a long line of doing it wrong
I strike a melody to see me right.

Oh where is my love,
does she think of me in the dead of night
Oh where is my love,
for I won't be coming home tonight.

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