The act of love . . . is a confession. Selfishness screams aloud, vanity shows off, or else true generosity reveals itself.

Albert Camus

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Steady repetition is a compulsion mutually reinforced
Now what does that mean?
Is there a just contradiction?
Nothing much
Now I lay me down to sleep,
I pray the Lord my soul to keep
If I should die before I wake,
I pray the Lord, hesitate
 
Got to punch
Right on target
Twisting tongues
Gotta stripe down his back
All nine yards down her back
 
Give me a couple,
Don't give me a couple of pointers,
Turn to lies and conversation fear
 
Got to punch
Right on target
Twisting tongues
Gotta stripe down his back
All nine yards down her back
 
Give me a couple,
Don't give me a couple of pointers,
Turn to lies and conversation fear
 
What is in my mind?
What is in my mind?
 
Steady repetition is a compulsion mutually reinforced
Now what does that mean?
Is there a just contradiction?
Nothing much
Now I lay me down to sleep,
I pray the Lord my soul to keep
If I should die before I wake,
I pray the Lord, hesitate
 
Got to punch
Right on target
Twisting tongues
Gotta stripe down his back
All nine yards down her back
 
Give me a couple,
Don't give me a couple of pointers,
Turn to lies and conversation fear
 
Conversation fear, conversation fear, conversation fear