| Didn’t sleep last night
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| Couldn’t calm down
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| Cold water running past my window
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| Kept me crying out
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| Give me sunlight
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| The good medicine
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| It’s all part of the open pressures
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| Of growing up
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| Met a friend, but then again
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| You could get around town like they do
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| Have a shower then drive around
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| Looking out for Northfields Avenue, oh
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| The journey’s sour, the fire’s out
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| Love achieving sounds sell a heart of glue
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| Have a listen a dirty mind
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| Moving matters untold residue
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| It’s all evolution’s fault now
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| It’s all down to echoes in the crowd
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| It’s all evolution’s fault now
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| It’s all down to echoes in the crowd
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| It’s all evolution’s fault now
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| It’s all down to echoes in the crowd |