Youre the flashing lights, youre new york city
wont you talk to me, you look so pretty
and you lead me on, Im torn in two,
Im half and Im half and youre the glue
do you want to go for a ride?
nothing serious just enjoy the night
You ask me to be pure,
in the middle of our conversation
tell me what I live for,
tripping towards my salvation
Im doing things the hard way
my luck changes day to day, pure
I saw you once a glimpse in a room,
and in that second, my life was you
theres a final twist, the story is over
but you knock and Im there,
just like a told you
do you want to step, on outside?
hide, from this crowd, in the night
pure...pure...
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