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One final trip onto the coast to see the sea at its host |
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I had to stop my lips from making the most of foreign sounds |
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With one road in and one road out I never thought to pray for drought |
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But even if I did I'd be talking to bones in the ground |
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Because you're just a myth |
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Oh, now Charles you've killed the choir the boy set himself on fire |
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Come on youth, don't give in like the very last bowling pin |
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Do you love to regret or forgive and forget |
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If you're gonna forgive at all |
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Cold is comfort, comfort is cold |
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Fade back into the wallpaper |
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And think about what you've done to her |
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Don't cry yourself to sleep now |
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It's a reaction at least |
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These satellites don't care for subtle moves |
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As we push through knee-high waste seafood |
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Picking up silver and gold |
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From some flooded trophy room |
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Oh, now you're just a myth |
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Oh, now Charles you've killed the choir the boy set himself on fire |
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Come on youth, don't give in like the very last bowling pin |
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Do you love to regret or forgive and forget |
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If you're gonna forgive at all |
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Cold is comfort, comfort is cold |
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Yes it's cold |
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Yes it's cold |
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Yes it's cold |