| some luxury some make-up
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| a long long drink to wake up from a sleep,
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| a night that was to waste
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| just another aftertaste of anger and attention,
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| but nothing else to mention,
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| i’m aware of what you did to me:
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| just another frequency TM
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| 'cause anyone could take up
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| what nothing else would break up
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| for a calling back from out of here.
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| just another souvenir.
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| it’s no fake it’s no crime,
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| just a way to spend my time
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| it’s the space inbetween so evergreen,
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| for the sake or a dime
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| just a way to spend my time,
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| it’s the space inbetween
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| and she’s the queen so evergreen to me
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| eternally suspicious and all the favourite dishes
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| quickly meaningless so good arranged
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| just another thing to change,
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| 'cause anyone could take up
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| what nothing else would break up
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| for a calling back from out of here.
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| just another souvenir |