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[00:35.00]Take me somewhere I'm not likely to forget.
[00:43.83]Two singles to Birkenhead,
[00:49.33]Two thimbles in need of thread.
[00:55.63]Where do you go when you don't know you've done wrong?
[01:04.01]Slipping on, running from, waking alone.
[01:13.81]Ohh
[01:18.76]I'm coming round; the words you gave me only fell to ground.
[01:24.81]I like fun, where's the fun in being alone?
[01:35.26]And counting scars you only hate the things you think you are.
[01:41.32]I never get the things you say; though I'll smile anyway.
[02:26.96]And turning on your side,
[02:31.04]You said, "Don't be too long",
[02:35.43]I said I'll be right back,
[02:39.67]Though I kept my fingers crossed.
[02:44.32]And sitting on your hands,
[02:48.51]Well it kind of broke my heart,
[02:53.41]It wasn't in the plan,
[02:57.35]When we went to Conway Park.
[03:01.95]And as I'm slipping out
[03:06.33]You whispered, "Desperate times"
[03:11.19]You say that desperate times
[03:42.33][03:32.60][03:23.76][03:15.03]Call for desperate pleasures
[03:37.34][03:28.56][03:19.52]They say that desperate times