| This is where the truth begins
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| Where teardrops glance the sallow skin
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| You lose your will
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| And I can lend you mine
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| The westway wall’s
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| So tall and bleak
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| Reflect the words we dare not speak
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| By the bottle’s end
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| We may have done our time
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| What you want is to stay away from People like me Who twist most everything they see
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| And leave the grey old world behind you
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| So sow it up kid have some clout
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| We’ll do some wine and fall about
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| The sun will shine again tomorrow
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| Look beyond the parapet
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| We are just bums lest you forget
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| We can beg steal and borrow
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| Well you said the pills would sort me out
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| Embolden me against the
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| Manifestations of fear and doubt
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| I just forgot who I used to be So now I’m strung somewhere between a dream
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| And humdrum day to day routine
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| A laurel wreath from the door to my heart
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| What you wants to wash your face and try to breathe
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| Forget your mind and shut your eyes so that you can see
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| And leave the gray old world behind you
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| So sow it up kid have no doubt
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| We’ll go to mine and have it out
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| The sun will shine again tomorrow
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| For all the friends you’ve ever met
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| Some you’ll love and some forget
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| Just hold on for tomorrow
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| So here’s to now
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| And all of us of course
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| The hearts we tried
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| Make a brand new start
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| Let the fabric never tear us apart
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| And some day when
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| We’re in the cold
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| Here’s a semblance
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| We can hope so The proposal
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| And put it on your heart
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| For me So now I move
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| And if you’re in It wouldn’t hurt just to give it a try and win
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| Don’t forget who you’re meant to be What you wants to get a bike and do wheelies
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| I bet you can’t do em half as good as me Throw it out
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| When it’s over it’s over
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| So sow it up kid have some clout
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| We’ll have some wine and sulk about
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| How the sun will shine tomorrow
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| For all the friends you’ve not yet met
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| Some would die for you I’ll bet
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| So hold on for tomorrow
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| So sow it up kid have some clout
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| We’ll go to mine and fuck about
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| The sun will shine again
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| For all friends you’ve not yet met
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| Some would die for you you I bet
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| So hold on for tomorrow
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| This is where the truth begins
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| For more than seven deadly sins
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| You lose your will
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| I may have hurt you’re mind |