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I m slipping into grey.
And I was (in my way) good to you.
And you were good for me.
Bye Bye my love.
Going to play the End Game.
It s growing kind of still.
You know there always will be a dream
waiting for you when
sleep comes around.
I had to play the End Game.
Bless us all. I must say
it was good, you know.
Keep me in mind for
a re-match in warm snow.
The faces at the door
couldn t have looked more lost to see
me waving as I brush
away a tear.
Gone to play the End Game.

Feat - Mark Ronson

Time on your side that will never end
The most beautiful thing you can ever spend
But you work in a shirt with your name tag on it
Drifting apart like a plate tectonic
It don t matter to me
Cos all I wanted to be
Was a million miles from here
Somewhere...

No more auction block for me,
No more, no more.
No more auction block for me,
Many thousand gone.

No more peck of corn for me...

No more driver s lash for me...

No more auction block for me...
...

Don t leave the door ajar
Don t walk away
Don t leave me in the dark

You think you know me well
It makes me laugh
Cause I don t know myself

This killer on the run
He steals from me a song
He ll catch me off my guard
He likes me when I m down
And when...

All alone in the traffic
all sense that the game is long gone
mouth twisted up lips like chrome
tires spinning you ll get anything you want

we don t have to be lovers
we don t have to be friends for no one
black souls in the desert

Touch by touch

Touch by touch
You re my all time lover
Skin to skin
Come under my cover

When I feel the time is right
And you re staying by my side
And the love you give to me
Makes my heart beat
When my fantasies fly away
But my feelings make me stay
I see the fire in your eyes
It makes...