Everything's complete,
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the newly wed syndrome.
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The mayfly hit the street,
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everybody in plus.
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Burnt out as can be,
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watching you go home.
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It's crystal clear to me,
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you no longer need us.
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It's OK, we'll come around.
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Now there's nothing left for us,
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we're packing up, saying goodbye.
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To a place no one can trust.
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To a scene based on a lie.
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I truly hope we won't retreat.
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The same mistake we won't repeat.
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The bond was stabile as a shed.
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Love is mutual, love is dead.
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Everythin went great
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with lot's of beginners luck.
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The mayfly on a skate,
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timing in perfection.
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Bored out as can be,
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monkey's getting stuck.
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The four of us agreed,
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we need to follow the action,
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where ever that might be...
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Here I go,
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I'm tired about what all you say.
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-Just one show, you owe it to the kids, so play!
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That's all bull,
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the main thing's that we're having fun!
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Said and done, said and done,
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I don't owe a shit to anyone.
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The Mayfly
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Millencolin |