| He knew the secrets
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| He knew how to cry
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| But we didn’t ask him if he wanted to die
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| Secret impulses
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| Quivering sexual spasms
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| Only the intense can dance without moving
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| Naked cold heart
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| Open only to darkness
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| Blackness is light
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| When you’re shut off from sunlight
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| I am and am not haunted by the angel of indecision
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| Calling me back from the past
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| Calling
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| I’m about to leave the other men
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| Only the intense can dance without moving
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| Only the intense can dance without moving
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| Only the intense can dance without moving
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| Can dance without moving
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| Only the intense can dance without moving
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| Only the intense can dance without moving
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| Only the intense can dance without moving
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| Can dance without moving
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| His creative blood was warm
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| White man cut with ice
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| Only that can tell you the colour of Christ
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| He died upon the flaming cross
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| The link is forever lost
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| The devils created a living hell of torment
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| Stretched but not allowed to break
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| Colour blind
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| Colour blind
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| Not real enough to die
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| Only the intense can dance without moving
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| Only the intense can dance without moving
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| Only the intense can dance without moving
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| Can dance without moving
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| Only the intense can dance without moving
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| Only the intense can dance without moving
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| Only the intense can dance without moving
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| Can dance without moving
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| Moving, moving
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| Moving, moving, moving |