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Lyrics: Echo & The Bunnymen. No Dark Things.

My life picks, my hand's clean
No head shaved, it's quite safe
Compromise discovery
It's just and it's only

I took the pill, all you missed
Construed all the tactics
You must learn
To distinguish error from your fate

They don't think it's funny
That he's beginning to accept the facts

To the middle of the floor
You walked over
In the middle of the wall
The picture still hanging

From the corner of my eye
You stick pins in
In the middle of the floor
I fell over

We have no dark things
Nothing to hide of that
Just some heads and a wish
Something to sing about

We have no dark things
Nothing to hide of that
Just some heads and a wish
Something to shout about

We have no dark things
Nothing to hide of that
Just some heads and a wish
Something to sing about

No dark things
No dark things
No dark things
No dark things

No dark things
No dark things
No dark things
No dark things

No dark things
No dark things
No dark things
No dark things

No dark things
No dark things
No dark things
No dark things