| It was a call to cast two actors for the rape scene
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| Two lovers from Butte Montana in faded jeans
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| Now pull your arms down around your ankles
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| And put your heart off to the side
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| Now you’re diving into the ocean of waves you were never meant to ride
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| It’s never the same
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| With cameras on
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| It’s a violent game
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| With cameras on
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| They used to hold hands, Cheryl versus Darryl
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| They no longer hold hands, Cheryl versus Darryl
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| They used to hold hands, Cheryl versus Darryl
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| They no longer hold hands, Cheryl versus Darryl
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| Let me guide you into position and take you down
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| Love dissolves into ashes, finely ground
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| The noise of human relations, it goes sour
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| Love lines die by the hour
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| If you’re looking to stay together throughout the years
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| It’s helpful not to cry too many toxic tears
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| They used to hold hands, Cheryl versus Darryl
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| They no longer hold hands, Cheryl versus Darryl
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| They used to hold hands, Cheryl versus Darryl
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| They no longer hold hands, Cheryl versus Darryl
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| They used to hold hands, Cheryl versus Darryl
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| They no longer hold hands, Cheryl versus Darryl
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| They used to hold hands, Cheryl versus Darryl |