Midnight, I think I'm gonna make it Feel the magical lash of the roll and the crash in their lives.. Headline, in tomorrow's papers, Kill that light it's so bright And you're shining it right in my eyes.
Show me your secret and tell me your name Catch me with your fizzy smile Try to remember again and again, What it is that I recognise - Don't ask me now When I need you I don't know how To believe in your advice, Just this once I take the dice.
Midnight, so what's the point of faking For a kiss or a whisper you pull out a desperate prize.. Hold tight, onto daddy's bracelet Make them pay for their chances, With money they don't think that's nice
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