Strange as all new thoughts on impotence.
All I want are windows
It wouldn't be the first time.
Didn't I, didn't I know you?
Didn't I, didn't I know you, didn't I know you?
All along, all we've been given is the ugliest tidings.
All along, we've been a mess.
Now quick dilation is the only chance we have left.
A stranger's just someone that you've forgotten.
How will we know if we've met before or done this dance,
Mystery man?
Didn't I, didn't I know you?
Didn't I, didn't I know you, didn't I know you?
All along, all we've been given is the ugliest tidings.
All along, we've been a mess.
Now quick dilation is the only chance we have left.
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