she gives as good as she gets,
and she gets what
Do you know were dancing,
In slow motion.
All the world,
Looks confused.
I
Boredom,
Hits you when you’re lonesome,
Sitting on your ownsome,
With nothing
She couldn’t have been older than her thirties,
Made up an’
I’m just a bearded man,
With no particular plan,
For my life,
Except
Grovelling aint guna getcha out of this one,
Who was he
your like an island,
your like an island,
cos you'll never go
A Quad starts off a long nights drinking,
and gets you
You said you knew exactly what it was that you
Him next door is a loser and a thief,
I’ve never
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