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Dirty Liar
03:07
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Don't take the trouble of coming through the door
I have heard your footsteps coming like a thousand times before
We all know how this would end
We all know how this would start
We don't need a fire burning to have everything wrung out
I can't believe anything you say
Judging by everything you say
Time after time
Battery battery
I am pushing all the buttons hoping you can hear me
And the fire's coming closer
My time is running out
The fuel is coming closer
I don't know how to get out
I can't believe anything you say
Judging by everything you say
I'm upto here all with you hypocrisy
I am tired excuse of you always needing me
All you have to do is listen
All you have to do is act
All you have to do is learn all of the learning that you lack
I can't believe anything you say
Judging by everything you say
But I'm in love with everything but I'm in love with everything
And I'm in love with everything and I'm in love with everything
And I'm in love with everything and I'm in love with everything
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Robert
03:37
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Robert take off your shirt
Robert don't be absurd
Robert I feel the heat
Robert don't make a scene
What is the point of you making me wait
What is the point of you making me wait
Robert I'm begging please
Robert I'm on my knees
Robert got the disease
And you are mean mean mean mean mean and you're keeping me keen
What is the point of you making me wait
What is the point of you making me wait
Robert I love you so
Robert don't don't don't go
Robert I'm going to cry
But you are mine Robert don't you know that you are mine
What is the point of you making me wait
What is the point of you making me wait
Robert leave me alone
Robert I'm going home
Robert why can't we try
Oh you're leaving me alone for another guy, not again!
What is the point of you making me hurt AOUU
what is the point of you making me hurt
Robert do it again
Robert I'm not afraid
If we never do it now then we'll never do it then then we'll never do it now thenrnejbdkejrnekdbrkenfhriebrje
But keep your socks on
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Concrete Moon
03:08
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Quiet quiet night
When we had a fight
And all of our dreams turned to dust
Endless endless fright of the night turns to rust
The secret machine
The one they use to breed
The endlessly near joyful
What is empty night
And eternal flight
Comes to in this room
Quiet night
Forge another fight
The white silhouette of mistrust
The thick velvet
Starts to sink
And starts to gather dust
The concrete moon
Drinks too soon
And takes up all of the sky
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Sam's Unyielding Journey
04:16
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I thought I'd be in Bristol by now
I thought I'd be outside the house now
Starling lurking above me
And I got to do the show
I thought the Atlantic ocean was
Big enough to get me out of trouble
I need clarity
I want to see a friend in everyone
Sam is falling apart
Sam has given his heart
Sam is giving his heart
Is all that I can see
A different subject of affection
Three seats far away from me
Chained thick to this computer
I got a date at three
I need to work on the release
Sam is falling apart
Sam is playing the part
Of trying to reject the part
Is all that I can see
Can you really know a friend
Can you really know anyone
Everything is a big best guess
And a great big bunch of hope
I hope it'll save us from the tropes
Even if it's all in my head
Sam's not falling apart
Sam's just in the arts
Sam's just doing his part
Is all that I can see
Sam's not falling apart
Sam's got a strong heart
Sam is smoking a dart
Is all that I can see
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