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Oh headless men

the music of friends sharking their way through the sheets

An ocean of boys neckties for toys never more dead than discreet

Touching his face there was a trace that he was in love

They do what they want to they do what they want to

They scream.

Heavens above

«Never» was the name of the passionate one

Secretary who to marry?

Wife is at home or she’s not

The finest of trysts will never be missed have two lives if that’s what you want

The cream of the past is taken out trash

I was in love

So take if you’ll have itand bring out the future in tongues

«Whatever» was the name of the passive-est one.