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Cold Bread |
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Well, I'm sure you're near and I can almost smell you |
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But the winds are up at the walls again |
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And I can hear you coming, heaven helped you coming |
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I believe in heaven, it's a wait away |
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Did you learn just how I loved you? |
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Did you see how far I'd been? |
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Would you meet me in an hour? |
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I could tell you what I've seen, what I've seen |
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Cold bread, cold bread we had |
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Put your whine in water, pull your chips back in |
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So you crawl like a crab across Blackfriars Bridge |
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[Incomprehensible] |
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I'm a bowling green, I'm a delivery boy |
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Have a heart which skips a beat |
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Oh, come on, roll along for free |
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In the middle of the morning |
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Swap your drinking nights with me, with me |
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Cold bread, cold bread we had |
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Cold bread, cold bread we had |
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I can live with dying, I can chew my bit |
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And play panic to my senses and hijack my head |
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It's the rhythm of moving and a rolling and a rattle |
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It's a giving instead, it's a well sprung bed |
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We can roll around forever |
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We can pray for all we've been |
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We can knock it hell for leather |
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We can call it all a dream, all a dream |
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Cold bread, cold bread we had |
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Cold bread, cold bread we had |