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Beneath the flyover I was on my knees |
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The light was unusual for february |
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I saw the concrete rising over me |
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Milk chocolate pumping through my heart |
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Beneath the flyover I lit a fire |
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All my possessions tied up with wire |
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It's been so long since I haven't felt tired |
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Milk chocolade pumping through my heart |
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Unzipped my trousers |
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And pulled off my top |
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Kicked off my trainers |
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And rolled them all up |
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I took another mouthful of milk chocolate |
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In empty whiteness with insect eyes |
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I saw my wardrobe vaporise |
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Flames danced on my Sony hi-fi |
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Milk chocolate pumping through my heart |
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Unzipped my trousers... |
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Milk chocolate pumping through my heart |
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I want to jump into the fire |
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I want to jump info the fire... |
