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Come feed the rain 'cause I'm thirsty for your love dancing underneath the skies of lust. Yeah feed the rain. 'cause without your love my life ain't nothing but this carnival of rust.

It's all a game, avoiding failure, when true colors will bleed
All in the name of misbehavior and the things we don't need
I lust for after no disaster can touch, touch us anymore.

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