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Artificial red smoke, poison consumed
In the House of I'll Repute
Is this the way I spend my days?
In recovery of a fatal disease
Wooh, whoo
Whoo, whoo
On a cloud of pink has turned to grey
And I'm alone again, yeah
Someone to hold against my own
Alone, untouched is what I crave
Whoo, whoo
Whoo, whoo
Artificial red smoke, poison consumed
In the House of I'll Repute
Is this the place I search for love
When my need is within me, a gift from above
Whoo, whoo
Whoo, whoo
Whoo, whoo
Whoo, whoo
Whoo, whoo
Whoo, whoo
Whoo, whoo