It's late, we turn the TV off
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It's old, makes the sound of a salt-shaker
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You want to build fires on hot days
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Feel the coolness of my gaze
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I'm a troublemaker
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Three years in and I call to crush what remains of this love
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On a cold morning of you arriving
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I was struggling for survival
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It's late, we turn the TV off
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It's old, makes the sound of a salt-shaker, a windbreaker
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You want to build fires on hot days
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Feel the coolness of my gaze
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I'm a troublemaker
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Three years in and I call to crush what remains of this love
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It's going to be one hell of a year.
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Keeping secrets in water tight compartments, Dear
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It's giving me the fear
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I fall down like a tonne of bricks
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What makes me sick won't make me quit
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I fall down like a tonne of bricks
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What makes me sick won't make me quit
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I knew what you were talking about
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I knew what you were talking about
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I knew what you were talking about
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I knew what you were talking about
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Troublemaker
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| Camera Obscura |
