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I'm turning in my skin, alcoholic dim,
fills the room we're in.
Girl, I think it's time we leave,
like a theif on Christmas Eve,
take and you shall recieve.
No need to ask, you already know the way I feel inside.
Won't crowd amongst the shadows,
see how much our love glows,
reflected in shop windows,
I love you as my blood flows,
as the rain ruins my best clothes,
you're a secret only I know.
No need to ask, you already know the way I feel inside.
No need to ask, 'cause you already know the way I feel inside.
Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!
Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!
Damn the passing hours,
damn those other flowers,