I hear them calling your name
rolling up the fast lane
everything's gone strange
since the game got changed
And love you'd better
start getting yourself together
they're coming
with fire and tools
oh yeah they're coming
they're coming for you
Tear you asunder
and spread their arms
then you thunder
one second of calm
Lightning strike
and you blow their minds
you always say
this is the last time
but love they'll be back.
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