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She closed her eyes on an empty flight back home |
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Theres no one there when she lands that she knows |
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A welcome that she's used to |
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Nothing changes in the places we use to go |
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The same faces share the stories of highs and lows |
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She just sits there quietly |
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She tries to disguise her tears, it wasn't so clear |
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But now, now I realise |
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Now I realise, now I realise |
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These new year's won't save her from the pain of black suit holidays |
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She has no time for his false regret, as she has another drink |
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And lights a cigarette |
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While the room is bright there's a darkness that surrounds her |
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Her friends are friends but blood is blood |
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When the shots are served i think she's had enough |
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They assume she's fine, behind her false demeanour |
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Lonely when the crowds are near, it wasn't so clear. |
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But now, now I realise |
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now I realise, now I realise |
| [02:25.28] |
These new years won't save her from the pain of black suit holidays |
| [02:41.29] |
These new years, they won't save her from the pain of black suit holidays |
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Black suit holidays |
