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Spare me the suspense
Spare me the suspense
I got no currency, but I'm heaven sent

So spare me the suspense
Just spare me the suspense

Hey lady wait, oh, I so hope you try
You're late, babe you know it's your time

And I won't let you sit by
So cold in the pitch
Night, alone
You can't make amends

No I won't let you sit by
So cold in the pitch
Now we should dance like two fucking twins
Just spare me the suspense

There are seven ancient pawn shops along the road
And the seven aching daddies you may want to know

Oooh, right on

Hey lady rain, oh baby I can't deny
I got a taste, a taste, a taste and it's time

But I won?t let you sit by
So cold in the pitch
Night, alone
You can?t make amends

No, I won?t let you sit by
So cold in the pitch
Now it?s enough with this fucking incense
Just spare me the suspense

There are seven ancient pawn shops along the road
Oh I know seven aging daddies you may want to know

When you played your heart out
It made me turn around

Oooh, right on

Wait, and you froze in the night
You're late, there's a hole in the sky
No haste, no lesson, no lie
Got a taste that I can't deny

(Spare me the suspense)

And you wait till you know that it's time,
You wait till you know that it's time
You wait till you know that it's time
You wait till you know that it's time
You say that I'm sent from God (you sent black lies), do you know
You said that I'm sent from God (you sent black lies)