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GARY NUMAN
This is not love This is not even worth a point of view In Echo Park I Pause for effect And whisper 'Who are you?' They crawl out of their holes for me And I die : You die Hear them laugh And watch them turn on me And I die : You die See my scars They call me such things Tear me, tear me, tear me But I have your names Screaming 'You will suffer' And, 'You're all too late' Now I feel young Does everything stop when the old tape fails? They crawl out of their holes for me And I die : You die Hear them laugh And watch them turn on me And I die : You die See my scars They call me such things Tear me, tear me, tear me But I'm still frightened by the telephone..
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