Helpline Operator
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I watch the sun go down on London town I wait for the night voices to sound I smell the pain upon the breath of the lost & lonely I hear the thoughts that whisper in the hearts of all men. I'm the helpline operator & I'll spare you the time. I'm the intimate stranger. Your problems will be mine. Put your tongue into the mouthpiece And whisper in my ear. Admit to me the things you can't admit to yourself. Admit to me & no one else. Everybody's looking for someone to tell them what they want to hear. Everybody's looking for true love To help them feel what they cannot feel. I'm the helpline operator, can you spare me the time. I'm the intimate stranger. Your problems will be mine. I'm the helpline operator. Helpline operator. (X3) True love will come True love will come Helpline operator. (X4)4ad 90s alternative experimental favourite artist good shit indie indie rock male vocalist Opus post-punk rock singer-songwriter
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