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The smell of cheap perfume hanging on her left |
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In the pub lights |
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Has been replaced at a smell of anorexia |
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Well, I don't know if it's worth it |
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But it smells a lot better |
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The sound of shitty conversation |
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That seems endless |
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Endless and pointless |
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Has been replaced by understanding parley |
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Well, I don't know if it's worth it |
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But it feels, feels like home |
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I look around |
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This is all that I want |
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I burn it all |
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Everything's alright |
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We're doing fine |
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We just took a little time |
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To broaden our view |
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We're coming through |
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All this rush created by me and you |
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This road to self-destruction |
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I've been hitchhiking around it |
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You came to me and drove the car |
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All the way back |
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To where I came from |
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If there's wisdom, it's where I'm going |
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We're going home |
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We're coming home |
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I feel like shit |
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Got it all in my lap |
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Got it all |
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Everything's alright |
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We're doing fine |
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We just took a little time |
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To broaden our view |
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We're coming through |
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All this rush created by me and you |
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Everything's alright |
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We're doing fine |
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We just took a little time |
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Somewhere down the road |
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We'll spend the night |
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Whatever comes around will be down |
