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I hate for lovin' you
And the weakness that it
You were just a face
On a down suicide road

The stage was set, the lights out
All around the old
I myself for lovin' you
And I'm the curtain fell

I hate that foolish we played
And the that was expressed
And the mercy that you to me
Who ever would have

I out on lower broadway
And I felt place within
That hollow place martyrs weep
And angels with sin

your songs of freedom
And man forever
out his folly
While his is being whipped

Like a slave in
He's beaten 'til tame
All for a moment's
And it's a dirty, rotten

are those who worship loneliness
I'm not one of
In age of fiberglass
I'm for a gem

The ball up on the wall
Hasn't shown me yet
I've paid the of solitude
But at last I'm out of

I can't recall a thing
You did for me
'Cept pat me on the one time
When I was on my

We into each others eyes
'Til one of us would
No use to
What would it make?

So sing your of progress
And of the machine
The naked truth is taboo
it can be seen

Lady luck who on me
Will tell you I'm at
I myself for lovin' you
But I should get that