| August was two blue bikes we don’t use now you drive
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| Mm-mm
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| Apple juice, tipping wine
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| Oh, what’s yours is always mine
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| Mm-mm
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| And the months flew like swallows to sea
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| Now you’re calling my phone instead of my street
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| Are you dancing whilst I am asleep?
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| Do you miss having me beside you…
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| In the front of your car on the way home
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| Speeding past Brighton, with our arms out to 'Halo'
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| And I’d walk into the wild if you’d say so
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| Oh, and that was then
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| Oh, and that was then
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| You were my favourite escape in the city
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| And I don’t feel right unless you are here with me
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| All that we are is the greatest of victories
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| You’re my per-er-ersonal best
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| My personal be-est
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| September was plastic bags
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| Cutlery and news we had
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| Mm-mm
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| Missing you when I walked
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| The party’s over, can you talk?
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| Mm-mm
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| And the months flew like swallows to sea
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| Now you’re calling my phone instead of my street
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| Are you dancing whilst I am asleep?
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| Do you miss having me beside you…
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| In the front of your car on the way home
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| Speeding past Brighton, with our arms out to 'Halo'
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| And I’d walk into the wild if you’d say so
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| Oh, and that was then
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| Oh, and that was then
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| You were my favourite escape in the city
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| And I don’t feel right unless you are here with me
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| All that we are is the greatest of victories
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| You’re my per-er-ersonal best
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| My personal be-est
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| Seven hours, longest drive
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| I wait for you, station side
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| Heart is half 'til you say
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| «I missed you» |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Personal Best , by - Maisie Peters. Song from the album It's Your Bed Babe, It's Your Funeral, in the genre Поп