Watching some good friends screaming, "Let me out!"
...Keep coming up with love but it's so slashed and torn.
Why?
Why love?
Why?
'Cause love's such and old-fashioned word.
And love dares you to care for the people
On the edge of the night and love dares you
To change our way of caring about ourselves.
This is our last dance.
This is ourselves.
Under pressure...
Why can't we give love one more chance?
Why cant we give love?
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