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Fault RelayThe craft of desire is growing weak Though I try and hide it So take my hand and show me the way So I can deny it Always something, it's always something Always something, it's always something Always something, it's always something Always something, it's always something I want the quick fix right now I want the solution Not prostitution I want the quick fix right now I want the solution No substitution |
