| Talk around your holiday
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| You know the details will always escape
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| But I tried to hang on every word
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| For something steady to remember
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| Stories to the scars
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| Only if I could recall where they were
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| «Don't hate yourself"makes sense if you’re not
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| Always fucking up even when you’re sitting still
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| Calling home making sure I’ve not been a disappointment
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| Pour out just another drink maybe
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| Forgetting tonight means rationing
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| What little’s left of my memories
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| I promise I am listening
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| Talk around your holiday
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| You know the details will always escape
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| But I tried to hang on every word
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| For something steady to remember
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| Stories to the scars only if I could recall where they were
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| I knew your eyes
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| Now they’ve closed
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| So with time
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| I’ll forget that they were green
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| I let you beckon in the person that I am
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| In happiness I am incomplete
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| Remembering the fact you laid your own traps
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| Duality is that I’ve never broken any bones
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| Talk around your holiday
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| You know the details will always escape
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| But I tried to hang on every word
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| For something steady to remember
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| Stories to the scars only if I could recall
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| Only if I could recall where they were |