you don't have to say you're sorry
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to look on further down the line
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into the sun
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too close at heaven
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love is fine
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but you can't hold it like a ...
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two worlds apart and two together
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into that good night kiss away
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one takes the hard
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one the other
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kiss a way
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are you living for love?
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are you living for love?
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when the road gets too tough
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is your love strong enough?
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(are you living?)
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(are you living for love?)
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do you feel your head is full of thunder?
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questions never end?
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empty nights alone? no wonder
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it all comes back again
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are you living for love?
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are you living for love?
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I've been under the gun
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I've lost and I've ...
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(one, two, three, four ...)
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forget the many steps to heaven
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it never happened and it ain't so hard
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happiness is a loaded weapon and a
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short cut is better by far
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explosive bolts, ten thousand volts
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at a million miles an hour
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abrasive wheels and molten metals
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it's a semi-automatic, get in the car
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corrosive heart and frozen heat
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we're worlds apart where we could meet
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where the street fold round and the motors start
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and the idiot wields the power
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where the chosen hold the highest card
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on the field of honour where the ground is hard
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so the highest hand is joking wild
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and the house soon fold and no-one stand
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I put my finger on and dialled
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the tower, the moon, the gun, and
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nine nine nine, singer down
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cloudburst and all around
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the first are last, the blessed get wired
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the best is yet to come
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I put my finger on and fired
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heat-seeking, out of the sun
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you can set the controls for the heart or the knees
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and the meek'll inherit what they damn well please
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get ahead, go figure, go ahead and pull the trigger
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everything under the gun
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Under The Gun
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| The Sisters Of Mercy |
