| Where did you go, who were you with
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| Does everybody want to know?
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| I’m tired of the shape, the shadow you make
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| When you’re looking down the barrel
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| What was the thing, who was the one?
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| I’d tell you if I had the chance
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| All over the city, the suburbs and towns
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| I’m begging someone please look up!
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| Don’t give up, give in
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| 'Cos everybody wants to sin
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| Won’t give up, give in
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| 'Cos everybody wants to sin
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| What was the time, where was the place
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| And what was your circumstance?
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| I’m sick of your words, all the pomp and the pose
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| Don’t you know it’s bad for your health?
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| You show me your beauty time and again
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| Until I can’t see anything
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| 'Cos when you stare in the void
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| You’ll see that the void is staring right back at you
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| Don’t give up, give in
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| 'Cos everybody wants to sin
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| Don’t give up, give in
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| Just 'cos everybody wants to sin
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| I feel sorry for you, baby
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| Tied to all this rotten cabling
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| It’s sucking all of your useful energy
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| You’re getting more and more obscene
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| Give up, give in
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| When everybody wants to sin
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| You give up, give in
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| Just 'cos everybody wants to sin
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| Won’t give up, give in
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| 'Cos everybody wants to sin
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| Won’t give up, give in
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| Just 'cos everybody wants to sin
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| Everybody wants to sin
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| Everybody wants to sin
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| Everybody wants to sin
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| Everybody wants to sin
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| Give up, give in!
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| Give up, give in!
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| Give up, give in!
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| Everybody wants to sin |