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| She's been waiting for time to lend a hand. Can't quite cope with the joker when it lands. Poker faces surround her every move. One look up and I'll be your nothern star. it was the currency of pain from the dealers of her heart this year and what I wanted, really wanted was a chance, to change the hand they dealt, then the currencies of pain we feel are no longer what they were. So give me that chance. Play it safe it's what they've come to expect. Laid your hand and who knows what you'll get. Little voices telling you to jump, you may get nowhere but at least you tried. it was the currency of pain from the dealers of her heart this year and what I wanted, really wanted was a chance, to change the hand they dealt, then the currencies of pain we feel are no longer what they were. So give me that chance. It keeps me hanging on, it keeps me hanging on. |