Brett Anderson - Clowns
Take a look at us
Hate where there was lust
The trip like honey
But lust don't mean a thing
When all we do is shout and scream
It's almost funny
We're like clowns
Tumbled into town now
Love is on its way down now
It's such a lonely sound
Mouths that once exchanged ...
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