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take me down |
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6 underground |
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the ground beneath your feet |
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laid out low |
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nothing to go |
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nowhere a way to meet. |
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i've got a head full of drought |
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down here |
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so far off of losing out |
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round here |
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Overground, watch this space |
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I'm open to falling from grace. |
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calm me down |
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bring it round |
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too way high off your street |
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i can see |
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like nothing else |
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in me |
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you're better than I wannabe |
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don't think 'cos i understand |
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i care, |
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don't think 'cos i'm talking |
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we're friends |
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Overground, watch this space |
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I'm open to falling from grace |
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talk me down |
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safe and sound, |
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too strung up to sleep |
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wear me out |
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scream and shout |
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swear my time's never cheap |
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i fake my life like i've lived |
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too much, |
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i take whatever you're given; not enough, |
