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The Centre |
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On the last day |
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Of the year, year |
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In the garden, very clear |
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But what I fear |
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Is that I'm losing |
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What I held dear |
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But my goal |
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Is nothing at all |
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They said it's (they said it's) |
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Pathetic (pathetic) |
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But I won't (but I won't) |
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Forget it |
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She was the centre |
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You're taking me |
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Towards the centre |
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Of my old life |
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Take an issue |
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Or a truth, truth |
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Go and shout it from the roof |
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Yeah from the roof |
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People call it |
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Self-abuse |
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But my goal |
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Is nothing at all |
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They said it's (they said it's) |
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Pathetic (pathetic) |
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But I won't (but I won't) |
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Forget it |
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She was the centre |
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You're taking me |
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Towards the centre |
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Of my old life |
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(guitar solo) |
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Don't talk about it |
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(Don't talk about it) |
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They said it's (they said it's) |
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Pathetic (pathetic) |
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But I won't (but I won't) |
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Forget it |
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She was the centre |
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You're taking me |
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Towards the centre |
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Of my old life |
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She was the centre |
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You're taking me |
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Towards the centre |
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Of my old life |