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Over noodles from yesterday |
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I'm attempting some kind of a talk |
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Not that it matters anyway |
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It's a lonely road you walk |
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Life size cut-out in the living room |
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Of a woman that should be cold |
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I think it's safe for me to assume |
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That you need to be told |
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Not sure what I'm doing here |
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But you're my oldest friend |
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Things were so much easier at school |
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This grown up world is tricky |
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I'm holding out my hand |
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It's unwritten but it's the rule |
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The green clock on the table |
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Tells me you should be dressed by now |
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You might feel slightly unable |
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But you'll get back up somehow |
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Were it the other way around |
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I know you'd sit in the dark with me |
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Until the courage could be found |
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To get on with plan B |
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Not sure what I'm doing here |
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But you're my oldest friend |
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Things were so much easier at school |
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This grown up world is tricky |
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I'm holding out my hand |
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It's unwritten but it's the rule |
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There's a storm in the cup of coffee |
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I'm about to drink |
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In it you are treading water |
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Trying not to sink |
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Not sure what I'm doing here |
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But you're my oldest friend |
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Things were so much easier at school |
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This grown up world is tricky |
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I'm holding out my hand |
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It's unwritten but it's the rule |
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It's unwritten but it's the rule |
