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By a roadside shrine there's a place
Selling bouquets of cellophane
That's where they meet in this desolate place
And the more they see, the more they stay

Thrown like two winter roses
Into a broken vase
They're playing the hand they play
Caught in the game they made

She puts her faith in the moment - outsiders
He puts his faith in the moment - outsiders

And his cloths are covered in dew
As she writhes in twisted sheets
Feel the pulse and the power of you
And what you see isn't what's underneath
They're playing the hand they played
Caught in the game they made

She puts her faith in the moment - outsiders
He puts his faith in the moment - outsiders

She puts her faith in the moment - outsiders
He puts his faith in the moment - outsiders
Outsiders
Outsiders


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