| I’ve been losing weight, swimming in caffeine
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| I am younger than I’ve ever been before
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| Another coffee, to go with the melancholy chord
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| I’m quitting sugar, sucking lemons is more sincere
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| How do you hate in a place like this?
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| And where do you go when you’re down to the bone?
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| Maybe all our puzzles turn to gold?
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| I’ll be running the line until I get old
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| Yeah, I made a mess, but I’m not fussed
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| So patronise the little sense that’s in my mind
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| And my message, I can’t describe
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| I will define the transformer, is always overboard
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| How do you hate in a place like this?
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| And where do you go when you’re down to the bone?
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| Maybe all our puzzles turn to gold?
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| I’ll be running the line until I get old, yeah!
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| Now, I can’t explain
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| When I’m playing the old game, running the plains
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| I’ve changed babe, I’m not the same
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| I’m running away now, running away-ay-ay
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| What did I tell you?
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| I’m taking you with me
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| And we’ll transform in the sunshine, transform
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| How do you hate in a place like this?
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| And where do you go when you’re down to the bone?
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| Maybe all our puzzles turn to gold?
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| Gptta get it out before I transform |