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Streets i ran - this whole town - |
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Backstreets and all - i wanted to leave there. |
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But no matter how fast i ran, my feet were glued, i just couldn't move |
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There. |
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I saw the hate and lots of people |
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I heard my name called above the noise |
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I tried to speak but my tongue was tied |
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Bumped into emptiness and started to cry - oh no |
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I saw the lights and the pretty girls |
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And i thought to myself what a pretty world, |
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But there's something else here that puts me off. |
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And i'm so scared dear, my love comes in frozen packs, |
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Bought in a supermarket. |
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Streets i ran, through wind and rain, |
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Around this place amongst streaming sunshine. |
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Scared i was, sweating now. |
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Feeling of doom, my bowels turned to water. |
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I felt hot breath whisper in my ear, |
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I looked for somewhere to hide but everywhere's closed. |
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I shut my eyes pretend not to be here, |
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This feeling's much to real to ever disappear - oh no. |
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I saw the lights and the pretty girls |
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And i thought to myself what a pretty world, |
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But there's something else here that puts me off. |
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And i'm so scared dear, their hate comes in frozen packs, |
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Bought in a supermarket. |
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And i'm so scared dear - |
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My love comes in frozen packs |
