You're sitting in a smokey room
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You're doing what you do
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Waiting for someone, waiting for no-one
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You think about going out
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But the pubs would have closed by now
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Not that there's anyone that you would know anyway
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You can't say those last words
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Alone but so strong
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But tell me how long can you go on with just songs
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Tomorrow when we realise
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Why the gift of our eyes
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What am I feeling and who am I missing
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As the same head storm goes on
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While the thick grey clouds follow your life down
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You're not in the frame of mind
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It's easier going down
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It's you, yourself are the only one who could take it away
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You're sitting in an empty room
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You're stopped doing what you do
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Waiting to come down so you can go out
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You decide to get going out
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'Cause the people could all free out
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And your mind's made up, you're going to get out
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You can't say those last words
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Alone but so strong
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But tell me how long is it gonna go on
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Tomorrow when we arise
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Wipe the venom from your eyes
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What am I feeling and who am I missing
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As the same head storm goes out
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And thick grey clouds follow your life down
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You're not in the frame of mind
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And it's easier going down
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You know you are the only one who can take it away
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Everybody has their downs
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If you think about it now
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They don't mean to hurt you
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It's just the way that you see them
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Waiting For No-One
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| Marion |
