| Suburbia, 1 am, you’re walking home again
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| Shopping bags and broken glass
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| I hate going through the underpass
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| I wish there was some other way around
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| But you got beaten up by the playground and it’s no use
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| We’ll have to go through the suburban shopping centre
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| Pedestrian walkways I think they were meant to
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| Make things better
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| But it’s just emptier, and scary at nighttime
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| Hatfield at that time
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| This is the place I live
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| Where is everyone? |
| Are we the only ones?
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| This is the place I live
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| And so does everyone, so does everyone
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| Hatfield 1980
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| I’m seeing my first knife, my first ambulance ride
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| I hold your hand the whole way, crying
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| Get home the next day, police have already been
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| Well you can imagine the scene
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| And if I’m going home, I better change my clothes
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| I better change my clothes
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| And if I’m going home, I better change my clothes
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| I better change my clothes
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| This is the place I live
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| Where is everyone, are we the only ones?
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| This is the place I live
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| And so does everyone, so does everyone
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| And when I’m looking back, I look for everyone
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| And when I fall down, I fall for anyone
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| When I’m looking back, I look for everyone
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| And when I fall down, I fall for anyone |