Tonight, the chance is evil will prevail,
Inside, we stand in wait behind the veil,
Someone cries outside the door,
Shoot the bastards down,
Lay your bibles on the floor,
Run forever, stay and you'll be found, found,
Love is a game of suicide,
Shock Treatment.
For you, the town would tear itself apart,
So few, but we can keep a sacred heart,
Don't you say that you're not needed,
Pull the towers down,
We're the flowers, love has seeded,
Fly into the night and save your crown, crown,
Love is a game of suicide,
Shock Treatment.

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