New Order. Everyone Everywhere. Zeneszám

At the end of the day
There's no food on our plate
So we beg and we steal
For we know love is real
And if we don't take a chance
In a spare sideways glance
These are all the chains I wanted
To justify the things I do

And when we kiss we speak as one
And in a single breath this world is gone
And when we kiss we speak as one
With a single breath this world is gone

It's a crisis I know
At the end of the show
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