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we are guilty, we are beyond hope
we beg to differ, we are a terminal case
press darlings, press darlings, press darlings
press darlings, press darlings
we depress the press, darlings
we`re on the outside, but we`re not looking in
we are the vaseline gang, don`t play your little games
press darlings, press darlings, press darlings
press darlings, press darlings
we depress the press, darlings
and if evil be the food of genius
there aren`t many demons around
if passion ends in fashion
nick kent & bushell is the best-dressed man in town
are we different? - no
we are exactly the same
there are no boxes for us
the ones you love to hate - so read on!
s Darlings