Beneath the lights, the slease, the mayhem handome ads, and cool seduction. Everything is impossible and everything's so easy, Invasion of invented needs, between the carrot and the stick. They fix you with their beastly eyes and smile and if they darken your sweet soul, and if they ever let you go. Is your love, is it, strong enough, is it like a feast, is it, sweet or wild, is it, All of these things:...? You could be forgiven Into anchor-tattooed arms go sad-eyed dreamers bound for elsewhere Lovers cling like the Pieta in style Myth and sham, believe, believe your tears will end, you've got to feel this love please... and if they darken your sweet soul, and if they ever let you go. Is your love, is it, strong enough, is it like a feast, is it, sweet or wild, is it, All of these things:...? You could be forgiven
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