Caught in the crossfire and it (crime and passion) ain't no wind of change I'm talking of crime and passion Don't look away caught in the crossfire and it (crime and
were ruthless or right I couldn't see from so far Was I chasing after rainbows One thing for sure you never answered when I called And I wiped away the
Telegram force and ready I knew this was a big mistake There's a fine line drawing my senses together And I think it's about to break If I listen close
dark And watching over lucky clover, isn't that bizarre? And every little thing the reflex does Leaves you answered with a question mark I'm on a ride and
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
torch and wave it for the New moon on Monday And a firedance through the night I stayed the cold day with a lonely satellite New moon on Monday And
the crossfire And it ain't no wind of change I'm talkin' of crime and passion's rage Way down by the shoulder In the haze of the afterglow Stranded together And
Shackled and raised for a shining crowd They want you to speak But the music is louder than all of their roar With the heat of the planet's core But,
I shed my skin When the party was about to begin I'm light years away but I'm walking back tonight Of all nights When I should be feeling just right Don
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and it (crime and passion) ain't no wind of change I'm talking of crime and passion Don't look away caught in the crossfire and it (crime and passion) Don't (crime and