| I woke up last night
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| Thought I heard screaming
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| My heart it was heavy
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| It was much like my breathing
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| Feeling unsteady
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| I got to my feet
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| Came down the stairs
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| And got something to eat
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| It’s an unoccurred
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| A meaner waterside
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| Nip it in the bud
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| Before it comes alive
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| All covered in blood
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| Don’t apologise
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| Yeah we’ll keep in touch
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| Maybe for a while
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| And you’re opening your eyes
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| Your body, too
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| As you slip into the water
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| Very cool
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| Tell me all about your violent past
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| A generation of entitled animals
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| You’ll be a mother nice
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| The confirmation I was right
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| I must admit the other time
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| I was foreign in the autumn light
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| Brighter, your family is getting smaller
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| And now it sees you growing wider
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| There’s something moving in the water
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| And I was standing mortified
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| And you’re opening your eyes
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| Your body, too
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| As you slip into the water
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| Very cool
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| Tell me all about your violent past
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| A generation of entitled animals
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| Huh, can’t be this entitled
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| Don’t want to miss your ride home
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| Imma lay it on
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| And you’re opening your eyes
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| Your body, too
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| As you slip into the water
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| Very cool
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| Tell me all about your violent past
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| A generation of entitled animals
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| (You're opening your eyes)
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| (You're opening your eyes)
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| A generation of entitled animals
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| Eating my salad
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| Ooh, I’m medicating on the top
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| I predict there’ll come a time
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| When I miss your adoration
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| Of the final animal |