| Things we wanted but never seen, just got back but we never been
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| Only home when in pictures running in my head
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| 'Cos I don’t believe in nothing, speak the truth instead
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| They’ll be running round in circles, overrating the world
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| I’ll be dreaming about the fit boy and faint girl
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| Cold in the summer, burned by your freeze
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| Old newcomer, born to say please
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| Only home when in pictures running in my head
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| 'Cos I don’t believe in nothing, speak the truth instead
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| They’ll be running round in circles overrating the world
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| I’ll be dreaming about the fit boy and faint girl
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| Don’t try to tell her that it’s alright
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| There’s clouds in her mind
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| There could be time before the lights out
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| And I may just find that if she’s alright, I’ll be alright
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| Burned up in winter, cold in the sun
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| Brand new acquaintance, who knows no one
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| Only home when in pictures running in my head
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| 'Cos I don’t believe in nothing, speak the truth instead
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| They’ll be running round in circles overrating the world
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| I’ll be dreaming about the fit boy and faint girl |