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Face to face–my lovely foe
Mouth to mouth–raining heaven’s blows…

Hand on heart–tic tac toe
Under the stars–naked as we flow…

Cheek to cheek–the bitter sweet
Commit your crime in your deadly time
It’s too divine–I want to bend
I want this bliss, awww, but something says I must resist…

Another life–another time
We’re Siamese twins writhing intertwined…
Face to face–no telling lies
The masks they slide to reveal a new disguise…
You never can win–it’s the state I’m in…
This danger thrills and my conflict kills…
They say follow your heart–follow it through…
But how can you–when it’s split in two?

And you’ll never know
You’ll never know…

One more kiss–before we die
Face to face–and dream of flying
Who are you?–who am I?
Wind in wings–two angels falling
To die like this–with a last kiss
It’s falsehood’s flame–it’s a crying shame
Face to face–the passions breathe
I hate to stay…but then I hate to leave…

And you’ll never know
No, you’ll never know…

No, no you’ll never know…

I like Malcolm very much. He’s got a heart of gold [Really?] and he’s only trying to do his job; it’s not his fault that he’s confronted by an army of idiots. It’s quite exciting to play him, because he tends to always be on the offensive and he gets given wonderful lines, lots and lots of them. As any actor will tell you, that’s an attractive position to be in.

“His verve, his vigour is a great tonic. Also I think he’s quite complicated, he’s not just a swearing man. He lives in a real world full of tough people making tough decisions. At his best he cuts through that world with a certain spring in his step and humour; get in his way, though, and he’ll cut you open with his face.

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Peter Capaldi on Malcolm Tucker (x)

So. This. This is inspirational. Motivational. This is driving the Malcolm in my fic. Heart of gold. I see it. I truly do.