I recognise no method of living that I know
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I see only the basic materials I may use
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If you ask me, I may tell you
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It's been this way for years
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I play my red guitar
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It's the devil in the flesh
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It's the iron in my soul
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I understand you're facing problems inside you
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A certain difficulty of being that I know too
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You may ask me why do I fail
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Just when I'm needed
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I play my red guitar
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It's the devil in the flesh
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It's the iron in my soul
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If you ask me, I may tell you
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It's been this way for years
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Red Guitar
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| David Sylvian |
