I rise and curse the waking day
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Curse the grime and curse the stains on the air
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And on the skin of the bed I'm tied within
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Hiding from the twitch and crash
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Of the mood I hear you hatch
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You're the mother growing cold
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You're the bath now running old
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I can feel the wall between us separate the filthy scene
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As I push the door aside - swallow, swallow, swallow, smile
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But it's alright, I lie, it's Ok, I lie, it's so fine, I
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It's alright, I, it's Ok here's another lie, it's so fine, here's another lie, it's so oo ooo oo ooo...
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I wander round the gulf between us
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Wonder how I came to feel as fragile as a broken bone
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As useless - I'm a broken bone
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Come on let's fight let's feel alive
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Come on let's fight let's feel alive
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It's the only feeling I've kept towards you
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That resembles any passion, any tremble, any word,
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I'll take and turn it, twist and pissed-on, I'll return it
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Give me more, give me, I'll swallow, swallow, swallow, smile
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But it's alright, I lie, it's Ok, I lie, it's so fine, I
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It's alright, I, it's Ok here's another lie, it's so fine, here's another lie, it's so oo ooo oo ooo...
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(well that was easy waiting, everything's easy now,
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And the days are oh so normal
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oh baby, how I miss you)
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Swallow, Smile
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Franz Ferdinand |