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The Electric Soft Parade

Holes In The Wall

There's not enough time

There's no room in this town

To try and move

You've dryed me up for now

Don't kill what's left of

You'll never know it's there

I try to argue

But now your skin is bare

And I could try to make you mine

But I haven't got the time

To waste it all on someone like you

Don't kill what's left of

You'd never know it's there

And I try to argue

But now your skin is bare

And I could try to make you mine

But I haven't got the time

To waste it all on someone like you

Ooh

And I could try to make you mine

But I haven't got the time

To waste it all on someone like you

And I could try to make you mine

But I haven't got the time

To waste it all on someone like you

Ooh