| When I was one
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| My papa dropped me on my head,
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| And some damage was done
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| Around the bend and out of my tree
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| Not how I was meant to be
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| I don’t know where, went all my sense
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| I get lost sitting on the fence
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| I am the malcontented one
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| I don’t fit in and I never have done
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| No I never have done
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| Second Verse, Second verse
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| Already lost for words
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| Not complicated I’m just so frustrated
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| I got so little to say
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| I don’t know where, where I’m from
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| They say I’m British I don’t know where I belong.
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| I am the malcontented one
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| I don’t fit in, I never have done
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| I am a dissapearing boy
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| (I am a dissapearing boy)
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| I’ll lock back, I’m paranoid
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| Third verse, still lost for words
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| I don’t know what to do Oh my friend I’m not in the groove
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| Not on the same level as you
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| I felt so lost for far too long
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| And I’m past caring for how to get along
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| I am the malcontented one
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| I don’t fit in, I never have done
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| No I never have done
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| (I am a dissapearing boy)
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| No, I never have done
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| I never never never have done
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| (I am a dissapearing boy)
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| No I never have done |