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Transmission

Radio. Live transmission. Radio. Live transmission.

Listen to the silence. Let it ring on. Eyes wide and then too frightened of the sun. We could have a fine time living in the night, left to our destruction, waiting for our sight. Waiting for our sight. Waiting for our sight. Waiting for our sight.

Dance. Dance. Dance. Dance. Dance to the radio. Dance. Dance. Dance. Dance. Dance to the radio. Dance. Dance. Dance. Dance. Dance to the radio. Dance. Dance. Dance. Dance. Dance to the radio.

Susanna and the Magical Orchestra
Love Will Tear Us Apart

When the routine bites hard, and ambitions are low, and the resentment rides high, but emotions won't grow, and we are changing our ways, taking different roades, then love, love will tear us apart again. Love. Love will tear us apart again.

Why is the bedroom so cold? Turn away on your side. Is my timing that flawed? Our respect runs so dry. Yet there's still this appeal that we've kept through our lives.

Love. Love will tear us apart again. Love. Love will tear us apart again.

Do you cry out in your sleep? All my failings exposed, get a taste in my mouth as desperation takes hold. Is it something so good? Just can't function no more when love, love will tear us apart again. Love. Love will tear us apart again. Love. Love will tear us apart again. Love. Love will tear us apart again.

Copyright © 2006 Mateo Orillas