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Point of Collapse Lyrics

They're checking for traps for one of the chaps
In the backroom, Jimmy's counting the stamps
Death in the living room, his favourite sport
A happy end
The point of collapse

There's no s***e in my car, all my papers are false
What am I doing? You're carrying a bag
In a free climbing, two-timing
Three legged waltz

Can I leave a message? But don't use my voice
Don't trust a man, don't give him the choice
Of removing his jacket when he says he's one of the boys
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