Baby come down to the bottom of the stairs
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There's a reflection I want you to see
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Our history and loneliness has defeated our devices
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Lady come down, it's time to stop and stare
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There's a successor I want you to meet
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His misery and loneliness have exceeded expectations
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But still we fall down
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Look at the stars, they're getting younger
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Look at your pain, you're getting older
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Not feeling right but always hoping for more
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I'm gonna tumble to the centre of the square
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There's a triangle I wanted to see
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The fog has cast a shadow homeward
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We're losing our direction
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So forget the whole thing
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Look at the stars, they're getting younger
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Look at your pain, you're getting older
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Not feeling right but always hoping for more
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The Fog
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| Biffy Clyro |
