| The lameness of an unborn child
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| The tidiness of cry
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| The only way I’m leaving here
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| Is curling up and die
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| The way our shelter moves above
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| Controlled by just my hand
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| Insured the death you’re dreaming of
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| The drowning down of man
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| Oh love, oh love, oh careless love
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| I only want to lay with you
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| My love, my love, my careful love
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| I’ve found the hard way love is true
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| Always love the smiling one
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| And rounding out will come
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| With bitter bile and heartless fun
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| And consciousness made numb
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| And fearful hate that’s stemming out
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| From fear and only fear
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| Has made your inner croco shout
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| And keep his victims here
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| Oh love, oh love, oh careless love
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| I only want to lay with you
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| My love, my love, my careful love
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| I’ve found the hard way love is true
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| A creature born in listlessness
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| His hatred to become
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| It’s here his love is swollen in
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| And consciousness made numb
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| And relegate your youth and trust
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| Your table and your skin
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| And share the love the godly must
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| And hold it til the end
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| Oh love, oh love, oh careless love
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| I only want to lay with you
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| My love, my love, my careful love
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| I’ve found the hard way love is true
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| I only want to lay with you
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| My love, my love, my careful love
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| I’ve found the hard way love is true |