There's a fragile tension,
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That's keeping us going
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It may not last forever,
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But oh well it's blowing
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There's something magical in the air
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Something so tragic we had to care
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There's a strange obsession,
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That's drawing us nearer
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We don't understand it
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It never gets clearer
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There's something mystical in our dreams
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So simplistic it kicks and screams
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Oh when we're teetering
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On the edge of collapse
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Nothing can keep us down
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There's a dizzying feeling,
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That's keeping us flying
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Through glittering galas
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Without even trying
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There's something radical in our hands
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Nothing logical to our plans
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Fragile Tension
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| Depeche Mode |
