This is not love
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This is not even worth a point of view
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In Echo Park, I
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Pause for effect and whisper 'who are you?'
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They crawl out of their holes for me
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And I die: You die
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Hear them laugh, watch them turn on me
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And I die: You die
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See my scars, they call me such things
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Tear me, tear me, tear me
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Now I have your names
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Screaming 'you will suffer' and 'you're all too late'
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Now I feel young
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Does everything stop when the old TAPE fails?
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They crawl out of their holes for me
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And I die: You die
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Hear them laugh, watch them turn on me
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And I die: You die
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See my scars, they call me such things
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Tear me, tear me, tear me
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But I'm still frightened by the telephone
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I Die: You Die
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| Gary Numan |
