Lyrics: Second. Private Life. Sunday's Hit.

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My brain got used to being inactivated
She did the rest when she, saw I was hungry
I was the puppet that she?s always liked on her own.

Then I decided not to be operated
When i could see her face was wearing nothing
I did?nt mind what she was saying about me.

Two days on my bed, it?s the best plan that I?ve never had
I?ve got a new order, a new order, I?ve got a new order
And the first line is out of reach for you.