| Cars in the night, cut through the mist
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| Baby suns for eyes, diamonds on your wrist
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| Twist in the scheme, a permeating theme
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| A violin crescendo
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| Dark violet skies over seas of lead
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| Hard violent fights, red sun will set
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| Like a rivulet, like a tear beget
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| A clear innuendo
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| Silence of the mind ever deafening
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| Rain on the roof ever prattling
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| Straddling truth for the pain you gain for pain
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| Some bill of rights
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| Daring getaways, steamy masquerades
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| Famine of all wars, whores and escapades
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| Jack of Spades in silk brocades
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| Velvet nights in city lights
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| It’s a wide wide world out there
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| And life can be a love affair
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| Or a cage of sheer despair
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| You’re a choice millionaire
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| It’s a wide wide world out there
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| You can travel in your easy chair
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| So build your castles in the air
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| You’re a choice millionaire
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| Because no one needs any more confessions
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| Shadows cast without a streak of fear
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| Moments past, held so dear
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| A lock of hair, a touch of lip
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| A lashing whip
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| Subliminal love for the ones you hate
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| LOL as I abbreviate
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| Alleviate if you can relate to the pink slip
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| Of love unzipped
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| Minutes burning till seconds pop
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| Silhouettes dancing till the curtains drop
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| Stop before you lose your mojo
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| Your fear of heights
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| Hot passion flares every pipe dream
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| Concussion, blindness of a regime
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| A scream incites, the air ignites
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| The city lights
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| It’s a wide wide world out there…
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| So put a lacquer on your hunger
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| Parade the sky that you’re under
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| Without heedless impressions
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| No one needs more confessions
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| It’s a wide wide world out there… |