It's been 7 hours long And your shadow still hangs on You've been 2 weeks gone And so tonight I followed you home There are so many different ways of collecting the strays The ones that got away Old fascinations We crave new sensations Old fascination is feeding my frustration It's feeding my frustrations And I haven't got the patience These sheets are still warm This bed is our only home We make arrangements over the phone Where has all the conversation gone? There are so many different ways of collecting the strays The ones that got away Old fascinations We crave new sensations Old fascination is feeding my frustration It's feeding my frustrations And I haven't got the patience Frustrations Sensations And fascinations And fascinations Frustrations Sensations And fascinations And fascinations
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