They kept a saying; you don’t wanna go playing, with the big boys.
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Just stick to the backyard; just stay in your mothers arms.
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Did you expect me to believe all of the evil lies you whispered when the lights went out?
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There’s good in everyone, but you only taught me how to hate.
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I’m trying hard just to hold my head up from the shadows
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There’s more dark than light in me
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But you painted that, but you created that
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So keep on walking by, don’t turn around, just stop pretending that you care
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For all the false smiles, there’s another dying child
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Chorus:
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Give me another taste,
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Of what you’ve got to give, I know that I can live life afraid
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Take me, one last time
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I wanna feel the pain; I wanna feel the shame all the way
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(I want to feel ×4)
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I’m realising how much that you can hide behind a pretty face
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All the secrets that lie inside, jump out and scar leave without a trace
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So I believe I’ll find salvation on the other side of the road
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For all the false smiles, there’s another dying child
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Chorus
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I’ll keep on fighting, keep on writing all the things that you don’t want to hear
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Just because I’ll strike a home truth, of what you want to make disappear
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I’ll never disappear
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Chorus ×2
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I want to feel ×4
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False Smiles
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| Amy Studt |
