The words played on around our heads
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Perhaps we went too far
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We'll soldier on until the end again
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This clutching hand around my hand
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So pitiful and frail
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Makes bleeding hearts begin to beat again
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Chorus:
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We stand in a different light
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That's cast upon this gigolo and gigolette
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We stand with a different frame around us now
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But when we talk we talk in time
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We shine with profiles so strong and so clear
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And when we move we move in time
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Won't fade like pictures that come back again
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Your propaganda touched my soul
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Those thin and cherished words
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A willing victim for the kill again
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(Repeat Chorus 2 times)
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We Stand Alone
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Ultravox |