Swings are always made for two
Rings are gladly gave for truth
Two swing side by side
Two take the road of life
Airplanes always have two pilots
Cars have only one safe seat
Baby I don't feel safe
Do I sit in the death seat?
You see single graves every day
Single rooms with double beds
So many 'houses of the dead'
It's the same all through the world
You get a chance or you don't
We'll I've been swinging for too long
I won't die treading water
On an empty couple swing
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