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To mend our loveless lives
To heal our broken souls
To wake the dream that died

No need for friendly words
Your kisses or your drugs
No gold no gifts no hugs
We only want applause
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Though elderly and tired
The hunger never wanes
The child inside requires
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The vacant concert hall
Is full in the retelling
We're helpless we're obsessed
We're haunted we're beset
By a promise never met of
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