No Talking Just Head by Blondie
Give 'em no hope, no tenderness
No holiness, no sensitivity
No love, no heart
No imagination, no compassion
No talking just head, I cannot be dead
I will be in your head, you will be on your knees
You'll be beggin' me, "Please make it fucking stop"
No peace of mind, no serenity
No mercy mild, no divinity
You will give them no quarter
No inspiration, isolation
No talking just head, that's what I said
I will be in your head and you'll be down on your knees
Beggin' me, "Please"
Sometimes I feel, sometimes I feel
Like a motherfuckingless child
Grease it up good, work it back and forth
You don't even know who I am
Think of the good things, remember the bad
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