 We're going down the tubes, to the underground
What we've come and done,
We're getting to the point, where nothing seems to work anymore
If tolerance is dead, there'll be no rest for the living
Imagine no trouble, and a little respite
This boom box needs batteries, this boom box needs batteries
Lovers in dangerous love
We'll find a way through everything
Sick at the thought of loosing you now, nowhere else for my room
Soft as the snow it comes, you move like electric window
We take the wear that comes, to the world we run
She can't seem to find her feet, she can't seem to find a way up
Her face a thousand words, but all there is to say
Lord knows you need disciples, God knows you need friends
This boom box need batteries, this boom box needs batteries
Lovers in dangerous love
We'll find a way through everything
Sick at the thought of loosing you now, nowhere else for my room
Soft as the snow it comes, you move like electric window
We take the wear that comes, to the world we run
Taking it back to you, taking it back
Taking it back to you, taking it back
Just trying to live, just dying to give
And gathers, see that bridge
I’ll meet you there, you meet me there, Oh…
I want my television, comfort in a cabaret
I want my television
Lovers in dangerous love
We'll find a way through everything
Sick at the thought of loosing you now, nowhere else for my room
Soft as the snow it comes, you move like electric window
We take the wear that comes,
to the world we run,
to the world we run.
Lovers in dangerous love
Lovers in dangerous love
Lovers, lovers…
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