The factory fleshtones
The neon green lines
Either lovers or losers
A million meantimes
Darling I`ve fallen`
But every bit hurts
The great open skies
Just make it seem worse
The blankets are beaten
The coffee`s grown cold
A sweetheart complexion
That never seems old
Darling I`ve fallen`
But every bit hurts
The great open skies
Just make it seem worse
The lonely days
The longest nights
The simple things
That make it right
The lonely days
The longest nights
The simple things
That make it right
Darling I`ve fallen`
But every bit hurts
The great open skies
Just make it seem worse
Darling I`ve fallen`
But every bit hurts
The great open skies
Just make it seem worse
Darling I`ve fallen`
But every bit hurts
The great open skies
Just make it seem worse
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