Portishead:
G. Barrow/B. Gibbons/A. Utely/L. Schifrin/H. Borrks/ O. Turner
To pretend that one can find
Fantasies in morning rose
Forbidden fruit, hidden lies
Courtesies that I despise in me
Take a ride, take a shot now...
Cause nobody loves me, it's true
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