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Second-hand Woman
Go down babe, a slot machine to take my dime. Cunning diversion to pass the time. Flash in the pan, a weekend trip in any town. She'll light the fuse and watch you drown.
Dust
Time they call the universal healer. But you're back every three days, settling all around me. A feather duster's no substitute for the real thing. And the dust you left behind is settling still.
Dust
When people stare at the scene like a machine of the team. Looking for theme between cracks searching for cream. Physical image can never be lost, never be cleverly read.
Second Hand Woman
Go down babe a slot machine to take my dime. Cunning diversion to pass the time. Flash in the pan a weekend trip in any town. She'll light the fuse and watch you drown.
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