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| [03:33.01][03:08.46][02:56.61][02:22.53][02:07.36][01:33.22][00:58.49][00:17.00] |
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So I'm on my own |
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Far from my broken home |
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And it costs |
| [02:21.19][02:04.05][00:39.76] |
Feels like ten below |
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Pack me off to school |
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Innocence and trust are all lost |
| [00:56.77] |
Where did my childhood go? |
| [00:59.13] |
Calling from the pay phone |
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Trying not to cry |
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Feeling I am dying |
| [01:04.84] |
Telling you I'm fine |
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You tell me it's the making of me |
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That's a fucking lie |
| [02:37.28][01:12.91] |
When's the holidays? |
| [01:18.95] |
Holidays. Holiday. |
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I'm at the bottom of my bed |
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Headphones on my head |
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John Peel show |
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The sky's a dull gun metal |
| [02:12.11] |
Where did the sun go |
| [02:17.79] |
And it rains, and rains |
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Turning on the weaker ones when we were bored |
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I used to have feelings but all I feel's a hole is where the heart is |
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And the organ praise the lord |
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Holidays. Holidays. |
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He's at war |
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With himself at the world |
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He will strike first to anticipate |
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Doesn't know how to relate |
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Feels like a cold war spy |
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If he's caught |
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Take the easy way out |
