Holes In The Wall
The Electric Soft Parade
There's not enough time
There's no room in this town
To try and move
You've dryed me up for now
Don't kill what's left of
You'll never know it's there
I try to argue
But now your skin is bare
And I could try to make you mine
But I haven't got the time
To waste it all on someone like you
Don't kill what's left of
You'd never know it's there
And I try to argue
But now your skin is bare
And I could try to make you mine
But I haven't got the time
To waste it all on someone like you
Ooh
And I could try to make you mine
But I haven't got the time
To waste it all on someone like you
And I could try to make you mine
But I haven't got the time
To waste it all on someone like you
Ooh
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