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GARY NUMAN
Now I'm behind glass I'll talk to you The telephone lines blind You have defaced my face I bet you laughed at me You bright young things And now I need no-one I miss you, so Please push no more Please push no more Now it's all over for sure I'll walk beck home We must all come down We all grow old We are close, we are hurt So that was love And love she kills me It needs to, so Please push no more Plase push no more Please push no more Please push no more
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