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We talk about love, love, love 
We talk about love 
We talk about love, love, love 
We talk about love 

You make me tremble when your hand
free 
We talk about love, love, love 
We talk about love 
We talk about love, love, love 
We talk about love 

You make me tremble when your hand
free 
We talk about love, love, love 
We talk about love 
We talk about love, love, love 
We talk about love 

You make me tremble when your hand
on a journey for the inspiration
To anywhere and there ain't no salvation
I need you to get me nearer to you
So you can set me free
We talk about love, love,
and tall trees

Worlds passed by
Defyin' description
Stop and talk about it
Talk about it

And Maia, she dances
She dissolves into the light
I need you to get me nearer to you
So you can set me free
We talk about love love love
We talk about love
We talk about love love love
We talk
so I say.

Don't be the one dying young just to get by.
With too many things to do and not enough precious time.
Inspiration comes from complication.
You can talk about your love affairs
Here's one I must tell to you
All night long they sit upon the stairs
He holds her close and starts to coo
You can talk about your love affairs
Here's one I must tell to you
All night long they sit upon the stairs
He holds her close and starts to coo
You can talk about your love affairs
Here's one I must tell to you
All night long they sit upon the stairs
He holds her close and starts to coo
You can talk about your love affairs
Here's one I must tell to you
All night long they sit upon the stairs
He holds her close and starts to coo
You can talk about your love affairs
Here's one I must tell to you
All night long they sit upon the stairs
He holds her close and starts to coo
You can talk about your love affairs
Here's one I must tell to you
All night long they sit upon the stairs
He holds her close and starts to coo
You can talk about your love affairs
Here's one I must tell to you
All night long they sit upon the stairs
He holds her close and starts to coo
Have you been told
About the machine man
His leather gloves
Hide his machine hands

In every dream
In sleep I ever had
I am awoke
By
more everyday
We talk about love
We talk so pure
We live to be rich
While we ignore the poor
It's all about fame
Blind just the same
Burning our
one out to all the funky inspirations
Pretty Purdie on the drums with the beat relations
Well, I'm working on rhymes, they're coming line by line
one out to all the funky inspirations
Pretty Purdie on the drums with the beat relations
Well, I'm working on rhymes, they're coming line by line
Walk
Her daddy must been a millionaire, because I can tell by the way she walk
Every time she start to loving, the deaf and dumb begin to talk
I
what would you do?

I've stopped myself from trying
I shouldn't talk to you
And now inside I'm dying
What would you do?
where you will find me

[Chorus]

And there is no way out
If you don't want to talk about it
If you don't want to turn around
I want to have
to rap he loved music he loved rap at a point in my sons life he 
Developed paranoia about death and about the dying we are living in a world of 
I'm
anymore
Your issues
And why you're standing in my kitchen door
I don't want to talk about it
I don't care
But what's that glistening in your stare?
My so called friends
Where are they now
I guess a love that bends
Isn't worth much any how

They come and go
And talk their shit
And when I really
Well, well, well, well

You were talking about your woman.
I wish to god that you could see mine.
You were talking about your woman.
I wish