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By Rialto, On a mission through the night
Sounds and actions, flashing lights
Don't
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By Rialto, I like the taste
That's why I swallow the lies
Because everybody
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By Rialto, Like a shot from the dark
In the silence of night
Down
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By Rialto, I had a dream but I just can't remember it
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By Rialto, When I first met you
I walked you to your car
You
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By Rialto, Sugar high, then she drops me from the sky, but
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By Rialto, A cash point casanova with stars in your eyes, you
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By Rialto, Here comes the star of the show, but he’s got
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By Rialto, Therapy sessions since the age of seven - a familiar
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By Rialto, You dial the lucky number when you're feeling uptight, when
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By Rialto, At eight o'clock she said goodbye
that's when I left her
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By Rialto, Like a russian doll
It's so hard to tell
What goes on
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By Rialto, In a skyscraper - in a skyscraper's where I want
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By Rialto, She's got a telephone voice
That I haven't heard in quite
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By Rialto, Kamikaze seagull planes fighting over chip-shop take-away remains; and when
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By Rialto, When you let them in your home, you were naked
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By Rialto, The lights go out without a sound
You can feel the
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By Rialto, If you were an angel, I would cut off your
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By Rialto, The lights come on, I track her moves: locking the
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By Rialto, Back when she was a girl there was a plan
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By Rialto, It's only fiction that causes all the sparks.They come between
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By Rialto, Milk of amnesia, you make it easier,so raise a glass
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By Rialto, At eight o'clock we said goodbyeThat's when I left her
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By Rialto, In the evening rush, she takes her seat by the
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By Rialto, Kamikaze seagull planes, fighting over chip shop takeaway remains.
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By Rialto, The Underdogs keep running after shining motorbikes, trying to