Sick and tired and homeless.
With no-one here to sing for.
Tired of being weightless.
For always looking good boys.
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You can always say my attic has its charm.
You can always say you did no major harm.
You can always say that Summer has its charm.
And that you did no major harm.
Oh spare me if you please.
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You can always say my attic has its charm.
You can always say you did no major harm.
You can always say that Summer has its charm.
And that you did no major harm.
Oh spare me if you please.
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You can always say my attic has its charm.
You can always say you did no major harm.
You can always say that Summer has its charm.
And that you did no major harm.
You can always say that.
You can always say that.
Oh spare me if you please.
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Slutgrej
Symptoms are so deep.
Something here's so wrong.
Nothing is complete.
Nowhere to belong.
Symptons are so deep,
I think I'd better stay here on my own.
Oh spare me if you please.