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War Games

 

Stone shapes and me

I'll stay now

Nothing's forever

This time there's no goodbye

 

Female son

But I won't change again

One of these days

I lose it all in sleep

You are slow poison young friend

Just give me time to reply

 

What am I saying

There's nothing left to steal

One of these days

(P) 1982 Beggars Banquet