I'll be sitting on the left side, you'll be sitting on the right
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Dying to share our problems, make everything alright
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Then I see a darkness, you see the blinding light
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Will Oldham's in the corner moaning "Can't you write your own lines"
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If we don't know where we belong
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It'll make no difference from where we started
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Look out kid because here it comes
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You're not the lucky ones
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There's a dozen corpses on the left side, I swear one's smiling at me
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Compliments on your confessions baby, wow you really showed me
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You think that you're full of conviction, really you're just trying to survive
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Tie them up then spit them out it's good to help the boy shine
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If we don't know where we belong
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It'll make no difference from where we started
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Look out kid because here it comes
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You're not the lucky ones
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Saturday Superhouse
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| Biffy Clyro |
