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Square 1
03:16
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She’s the kind of girl, you never meet but you want to know
It’s a sudden urge, getting under your skin, oh honey
It’ s a pleasant burden, something you can have but you can never own
But if the chemicals work, she’s taking you where the dogs are running
You can tell me anything,
When you’re out of wit and you can’t proceed
You’ll be calling me
To get things done
There’s nothing i can guarantee
But the times we have, oh the fun we’ll have if you stick by me
It’s a slight return, it’s a mystery that you’ll never solve
When you’re stuck in a twirl, sitting in the bathtub, smoking
Like a love that hurts, like a song that hits too close to home
If you bear it well, she’s bringing you the soothing morning
Don’t tell me that, you just can’t stand
The mess we’re in, ’cause i know well
You love it when, you get attached
And you can have, your drama, and in the end
...you’re crawling back, to start again
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Salad days
03:39
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Here she comes,
Drinking coke light for breakfast
Looking at me, full of disgust
Wishing she was dead, but that’s just
Another day
Did my best,
Stealing books just to impress
But she’s just sitting looking distressed
Without the slightest sign of interest
And hardly awake
Since I left her
I’ve felt like the winter is over
Though I’m walking through rain
Seems the salad days are here again
I’d hold her, carry her, marry her
But she’s got a bad day
That’s eating her, I really can’t say
She tries to make sense, but that may
Mess with her head
To see the real world,
I’d send her to distant places
But the thing she finds hard to face is,
She is a bit of a racist
But why would she care?
Since I left her
I’ve felt like the winter is over
Though I’m walking through rain
Seems the salad days are here again
Since I left her
I’ve felt like the winter is over
And I know we’re both happy
We won’t see each other again, ever
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Hate to Predict
03:12
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Something you’ve always wanted
I finally let you go
Cause I’m tired of waking up in tears
Thoughts you’re familiar with
This time it’s different, though
Cause you say you just started to live for real
Maybe, but I really doubt it
Your words still echo inside me
Do you see the signs again?
Is fate behind this, or
Do you use “that” voice that you talked to me?
Or have you told him yet, whose face you really see
In the nights when you wake him with your scream?
Maybe, but I really doubt it
Your words still echo inside me
But wait
On a day
That luck you have turns
Now you laugh, but it will
And you friends
Will just stare
And that’s when you learn
What it’s like to be hurt
I hate to predict, but I have to
I hate to predict but I know you’ll
Run again
Break a band
But of course, it’s not your fault, you tell yourself
While I’m drifting in life, to get through
I hate to predict, but I have to
God knows who’s in your bed,
But I’ll sing in your head
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Salad days pt 2
03:53
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Here she comes,
Drinking coke light for breakfast
Looking at me, full of disgust
Wishing she was dead, but that’s just
Another day
Did my best,
Stealing books just to impress
But she’s just sitting looking distressed
Without the slightest sign of interest
And hardly awake
Since I left her
I’ve felt like the winter is over
Though I’m walking through rain
Seems the salad days are here again
I’d hold her, carry her, marry her
But she’s got a bad day
That’s eating her, I really can’t say
She tries to make sense, but that may
Mess with her head
To see the real world,
I’d send her to distant places
But the thing she finds hard to face is,
She is a bit of a racist
But why would she care?
Since I left her
I’ve felt like the winter is over
Though I’m walking through rain
Seems the salad days are here again
Since I left her
I’ve felt like the winter is over
And I know we’re both happy
We won’t see each other again, ever
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