I Die: You Die
This is not love
This is not even worth a point of view
In echo park, i
Pause for effect and whisper who are you?
They crawl out of their holes for me
And I die: you die
Hear them laugh, watch them turn on me
And I die: you die
See my scars, they call me such things
Tear me, tear me, tear me
Now I have your names
Screaming you will suffer and youre all too late
Now I feel young
Does everything stop when the old dame fails?
They crawl out of their holes for me
And I die: you die
Hear them laugh, watch them turn on me
And I die: you die
See my scars, they call me such things
Tear me, tear me, tear me
But Im still frightened by the telephone
song performed by Gary Numan
Added by Lucian Velea
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