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I've been waiting for you
I've waited far too long
Do you wanna come with me now?
And this is my story
My face, the picture's changed
Do you remember me?
Now I'm fighting to breathe
It's been such a long time
Do you wanna come with me now?
Nothing here for me now
I can't believe the noise
We'll take this place apart
I won't be here for long
I know they'll find me soon
Do you wanna come with me?
Do you wanna c-c-c-c-c-c come come come come
I'll question everything
I'll trade new dreams for old
I've been waiting for you
I've waited far too long
I've been waiting, I've been waiting
Do you wanna come with me now?
Now the weakness comes
I'll question everything
I'll trade new dreams for old
I've been waiting for you
I've waited far too long
Do you wanna come with me now?
I've been waiting for you
I've waited far too long
I've been waiting for you
I've waited far too long
Do you wanna come with me
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Picture
We are strangers here
I suppose
We are not welcome
Or so I'm told
We are not old friends
But believe this
We can be nightmares
Picture the man when the heartbeat stops
This is new love
We are the hunters
So one by one
You know we'll find you
Picture the man when the heartbeat stops
These boys of passion
Will rule the world
Put their fingers in a dyke
'Well you know it's what she needed'
These boys of passion
With cruel idiot smiles
Fight for you
You know, they said so
Cold fascination
With dead sound
Oh God let me sleep
Forever
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We are, we are
The machines
We play 'games' for you
Come inside
You're welcome to choose
She is a new fascination
The cold face of love
He is a puppet who dances
And screams with 'the fear'
We'll show you religion
We'll show you a new God
we'll show you the secret of love/fear
Roll up, roll up
We are clean
We serve you, just for now
We are friends
They call me 'the priest'
Welcome, welcome
We are good
No-one cries for you
We are kind
You'll stay here forever
Welcome
We are good
We are kind
We are clean
We are friends
Come inside
We are the machines
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Why give orders
Why make speeches
No more questions
No more answers
All that's left is the fear
I can feel they're here
I can feel the cold
I can't fight for long
This machine runs down
If I had a picture
I could say it's all for you
Why give orders
Why make speeches
Give me a reason to stay
This dying machine
I can hear me scream
I've nowhere to run
I've nowhere to hide
I can only wonder
I can only wonder why
Why give orders
Why make speeches
Give me a reason to die
This shape comes apart
Everything breaks down
And me I'm trapped inside
And here inside it ends
There's nothing I can do
There's nothing I can do now
If I had a picture
I could say it's all for you
I can only wonder
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Something is here
I can hear them breathe
Something is here
And I'm scared
Beg to your Gods
But I don't believe
Nothing in here
Can help me now
Cold warning comes for me
Something is here
And I've got the nerves
Something is here
And I'm cold
I'm so lonely
Do you know how it feels
All I can do
Now is lose
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Send in someone else
I'm tired of romance
They call me 'the game'
And anyone can play
Won't you come in and play with me
They call this 'the house'
We have need without feeling
Do you want the shame
I can't escape from the sound
Won't you come in and play with me
My heart beats slowly
I'll tear your heart to pieces
I'm the face of love
And this love burns cold
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She's like death on two legs
She is raw pink shame
Please stop the God film
It's all wrong
But I'm not to blame
These boys of image
Carry banners
Believe in slogans
Kill policeman
Say it's 'freedom'
Say it's 'goodness'
Say it's 'peaceful'
I'm lonely
I'm feeling down
(Everyone I know has been and gone)
It's such a sick picture
She says 'I cure everyone'
I'm alone in a corner
I won't ever forgive
I must be broken
I don't know
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Nothing I can say
Can make your picture talk
I feel so tired and
Nothing I can do
Will make your picture move
I feel, so helpless, but
I can feel a Child with the ghost here
You let your heart slip away
If I had one wish
I'd wish to talk with you
I have some questions
Things only you could know
If I had one wish
I'd wish to talk with you
Nothing you can feel
Can feel as cold as this
I'll sing this song and
I'll say goodbye forever
I wonder
If God is all they say
I can't believe in such things.
I suppose
Some games are hard to lose
But you don't have to play
Cause I can feel a Child with the ghost here
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I'm in a big clean room
There's blood on my shirt
I'm in a bad shape from the crash
Now I know it's all over
Now I know it's all over you
Something's wrong
Now I know it's all over
Now I know the hunter's you
Oh you have the face
But I have the pictures
A second hand love
In a dying machine
This game turns me cold
I could show you some things
A child with a ghost in her eyes
Cries for me
We break out
And we break out hungry
We're looking for the priest
And we're looking for you
I can't believe the noise
There's nothing I can do
We'll never get out of here alive
Somethings wrong
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You let me down
How cold love can be
I've nothing more to lose
I'm trapped inside and dying
I'm trapped inside and dying
I don't sleep without you
Empty bed, empty heart
I'm trapped inside and dying
I'm trapped inside and I'll wait for you
Years and years and years
How strange love can be
It bends and tears and screams
But only here inside me
But only here inside me
I don't live without you
There's nothing I can do
I'm waiting always waiting
I'm waiting oh but don't leave me now
I'm here forever
You don't come
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I'll say goodbye for now
Oh this love burns away
Did you laugh for long?
I'll let the boys come in
Then call for you
Here am I
Not talking
Here am I
Not sleeping
Here am I
There's no more I can do
Here am I
There's no more I can say to you
I'm so tired of this
Please send in someone else
You play games with me
But did you win?
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I know how to read alone
Here in the dark some old stories are told
The telephone haunts me
Like a picture of things that I'd never bring home
She cries like I do, too late for new words
She cries like I do, see if she's a man
No one is allowed in here
I'm have these fine new feelings to believe
This edge in my voice lacks sense
I never touched your heart I suppose
She cries like I do, too late for new words
She cries like I do, see if she's a man
She cries like I do, like we're supposed to
She cries like I do here in the dark
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