Sun said it's gonna shine on, down into my window
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It's gonna light my room just right
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Gonna shine and make the pain go
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They go running from the rain in case it turn to thunder
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I ripped out the reason, the truth that dragged you under
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Speaking in disguises your words are ornamental
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A vapour trail and then you are gone
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And I've got a lesson to learn
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There's a lot to be
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Said for this morbid self-attention
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The problem lies in my external obsession
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Animal is hungry been sleeping for far too long
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Gonna fill this lacuna somehow
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I'm thinking of a man I once knew
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I thought I had the hang of
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He never learnt that the heart is perishable without love
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But keep your heart out of it now
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concentrate your vision
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I'm lying here like a poppet awaiting your incision
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I don't wanna hear about it
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Your new infatuation
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I just wanna leave here wearing a smile
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And I've got a lesson to learn
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There's a lot to be
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Said for this morbid self-attention
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The problem lies in my external obsession
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Oh baby, don't make no difference, your preference
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Come fill this lacuna at least for now
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I can think of a good few reasons to get fucked up but
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You're just looking for an excuse to call yourself a fuck up
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Look at her without the burden of what it is that you live for
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She'll still be here when your carnival is over
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She'll still be here when you are gone
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Lacuna
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| Carina Round |
