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One night to make it up, one night to break it up

One thing that takes me away, one reason to make it okay

I like the things of old, like a night on sixties soul

One night to make it up, one reason is never enough

There's a way to live and there's a way of dying

One thing that I can't stand, another jealous big hair band

One thing that I hate most your hurting the ones close

Oh no, don't like the way you look, don't want to read your book

Spat in the hand I shook, don't want your new hook

There's a way to live and there's a way of dying out

Contradiction is my name when I fall down and I get up

It both feels the same when you play their game

It all feels the same the time for choosing's

Now, what will you do?