He looks as if he hasnt slept, his hair is purposely unkept
And then he knew his people wept, when you crafted your plan
The shadows underneath the eyes, and everywhere the bastard lies
My lack of Proof is your disguise, you won't remember me.

There's nothing really I can say, but sorry mate and walk away
I could be wrong unless you play your game,
this world is full of most unkind ?and horrible is redefined,
I can't imagine that you'd mind at all.

You're lying again, your conscience aint your friend
and the only thing your sorting out is your imagination.

Lying again your conscience aint your friend
and the only thing your sorting out is your imagination

Is he really on the street, desperation or deceit?
and what he's wearing on his feet won't solve our mystery, and i am baffled by how you stand there,
soaking it in ?and do you hide your identity where you hide your grin,
better hide your grin

Shadows underneath the eyes, everywhere the bastard lies
My lack of Proof is your disguise, you won't remember me
There's nothing really I can say, but sorry mate and walk away
I could be wrong unless you play your game?this world is full of most unkind ?and horrible is redefined?I can't imagine that you'd mind at all

You're lying again, your conscience is your friend
and the only thing your sorting out is your imagination
Lying again your conscience is your friend
and the only thing your sorting out is your imagination

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Lady where has your love gone? i was looking but can t find it anywhere
They always offer when there s loads of love around but when you re short of some it s nowhere to be found

I know your game, you told him yesterday no chance, you ll get nothing
from me but now she s there, you re there and every Body s there and
he s i turmoil as puzzled as can be, just like me

Lets go down, low down where i know i should not go
She thinks she s the one but she s just one in 24
And just because everybody s doing it doe that mean that i can too

Lady where has your love gone? it was the antiseptic to the sore
To hold you by the hand must he first be in demand? how he longs for you to long for him once more

Her eyes went down and cut you up, there s nothing like a dirty look from
The one you want or the one you lost

And ache in your soul its everybody s goal to get what they can t have
That s why you re after her and that s why she s after him but saying it won t change a thing
Realising it won t change a thing.

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Sank into their calculations and snorted on a stench
a bare arithmetic
look for the boy who was hanging his head low
more trophies and ideas
to follow their pretend.

with a scowl in his pocket and a smile on his face
he followed with obedience and fell in the nettles.

I flew in some spiked meniscus and he bought his own rope
and skipped against the rode
did start not to find the dark lead and catch that man i hope
devices man are closed
he lost all his foot holes.

and with a scowl in his pocket and a smile on his face
he followed with obedience and fell in the nettles, fell in the nettles, fell in the nettles

he was a toothpick and the garlic and the cinder upon the pub
failed to blunt or hinder, a slow collapse
and clinging to the door frame he was trapped
after a reminder of where he had been

with a smile in his pocket and a scowl on his face
there was nowhere to flee
just had to tent in the nettles

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