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Red wine and tan lines colour our differences. You feel less satisfied the more that you acquire. Black cabs and bar tabs to help you get away. You feel quite justified to feed your magpie's eyes. You'll be happy when you're willing to share. Worn ho

Singer: Pitching all the wrong notes. Search for the key to tame the throat. Frontman: The centre of attention. Finding your feet behind the beat. This new heir with no air nowhere. Scurried crawls to the corners of curtain calls. Fall down blank sta

For years your health's been failing. To me it's worth sustaining. We'll pull your arteries open with stents. Pushing straight to your heart. Through the veins in your arm. I really hope that you'll pull through. There's no one near as dear to me as