.Is this the fag-end, dead-end place where we must cease?
Now take my hand and I'll lead you to the guillotine
Look at the mascara run down your cheekbones
You'll have to get used to being alone
Your stockings ripped and your face is looking pretty beat
But this is one game where y.
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