| Binki:
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| What’s in between all those pleasantries?
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| How do you think most times
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| Adam:
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| I’ve been searching for some passion for my actions
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| Now you know that its full price
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| Binki:
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| You know how and you know why
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| You’re not the bedroom type
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| Adam:
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| Nightly fading, just what are you celebrating?
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| Old fashions burn your short fuse drive
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| Binki:
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| Whatever this is, the pleasure’s all his
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| Endlessly trailing my dreams
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| Adam:
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| No need to pretend I want you instead
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| To council her excellency
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| Binki:
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| Can’t be the first to say you’re the worst
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| Surely there’s one or two
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| Adam:
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| I care more if you act as though you like me
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| Then if you really do
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| Binki:
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| Living a lie to a song you can’t hide
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| The paintings are still in the tube
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| Adam:
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| I needed to fall, you need not crawl
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| I punish myself with you
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| Binki:
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| What was between all those pleasantries
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| What did you hope you’d find?
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| Adam:
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| I was waiting for the chance you never gave me
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| I’m still working on my line |