| I’ve been getting good at being alone, but the place side my head it doesn’t
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| feel like home
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| It’s just another place where I rest my eyes. |
| So hold my body close while the
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| rest of my dies
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| Where were you when I needed help, you were feeding me lies, because I caved
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| into my self
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| And all you did was run and hide
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| I’ve been blue
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| Like the colours in my bedroom and it occupies my headroom far too much
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| My thoughts are far and few
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| While I’m tangled in my head inside this room without a view
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| Love let me go, I’m sick of feeling so alone
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| Love let me go so I can let my flowers grow
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| I’ve been blue
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| Like the colours in my bedroom and it occupies my headroom far too much
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| My thoughts are far and few
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| While I’m tangled in my head inside this room without a view
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| I was always the empty canvass, and you have always
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| Been my paint. |
| But lately I’ve been grey
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| Lately I’ve been every shade of grey |