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Danger
Pop song, Demo (1987), from Bethlehem
It seems like every word is a danger
And every spoken one, a knife
You talk and talk about nothing
But I still see the signs

I know I'm in danger...

It seems like every word is a hammer
That leaves a noisy metal trail
I try to run for cover
But my ear becomes the nail

And I know I'm in danger
From everything you say
With killing in fashion
I kneel down to pray
Get me out of this danger
My head begins to burn
I listen and listen
But I may never learn
I know I'm in danger

It seems like every word is electric
I carefully pick and I choose
But the force is unending
Setting heat to the fuse

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