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Talk in the Box
What you came here to find
Your dose of mystery
In hours drunk on truth
Night at last
The Moon and its orange hue
For you
The sky of lovers
They talk about love
Only about love and pleasures
What's the price, always the price
The bill for showing up
The days with their slow hours
Close your eyes, the illusion is warm
Fragile, the sky of lovers
They talk about love
Only about love and pleasures
Open the door
Make a wish
Look in the mirror
Talk in the box
Let out another monster
Come on, we’re about to close
They talk about love
Only about love and pleasures
