If you want me come and get me
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running from reflections of me in you
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i sometimes think that you're from a u.f.o
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but when it gets here let me know
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If I fall please don't catch me
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then I won't owe you anything
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thats the way that it is after all
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we're just staring at the same brickwall
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Humiliation was just satisfaction
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one day one way and the next another
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but at the end of it still stood together
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on the phone to the dialing tone
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Concave and buckling to the same old line
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ashamed of myself for giving in each time
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i used to fall but now i stand up tall
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i'm quite happy behind this brickwall
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Brickwall
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| 4ft Fingers (Four Feet Fingers) |
