| I yearn for all of this to work
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| I’m barely nineteen and I’m feeling stuck
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| the only thing right is this female touch
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| would it really be an honour to be born this year?
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| I’ve been blinking at the news
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| 'cos I want to get away
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| 'cos I’m tired, Oh way-ay
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| I’ve been drinking I feel abused
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| this is my last day, well I’m not flattered
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| no way-ay
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| Oh come all you people in your fields of gold,
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| well it’s time they told the story of how a soul grows old,
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| and how a young boy grows up in a world that’s cold,
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| and how our youth is stolen by these bearded fools,
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| I’ve been blinking at the news
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| 'cos I want to get away
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| 'cos I’m tired, Oh way-ay
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| I’ve been drinking I feel abused
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| this is my last day, well I’m not flattered
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| no way-ay
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| Forever Untitled Lyrics
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| well, theres a boil on my heart,
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| to a windswept coast I can restart
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| I’ll build a house, with a horse and cart
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| while this world dissolves I will laugh
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| this is the story, of how I draw at life
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| well I’m so male, Oh way-ay
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| well I’m quite the utter fool,
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| got nothing good to say, sometimes I lie
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| what can I say?
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| I’m sorry
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| I’m sorry
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| I’m sorry
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| I’m sorry |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Forever Untitled , by - Larrikin Love. Song from the album The Freedom Spark (I tunes Exclusive), in the genre Альтернатива