I wanna be loved by strangers, hug my heroes
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But I'm seeing shadows, where I go they go
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Mirrored by the moment, painted back against the wall
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Well where's the loophole, where's the exit?
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My legs are dragging on sticky carpet
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Drink it down in one hit, stare along the skirting board
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Humiliation, humiliation, humiliation
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Tell me where to hide all this frustration
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Cause this is not the time or place
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Humiliation
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Caught stark naked, an awkward vagrant
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It's cold cold comfort, l'esprit d'escalier
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I don't know how to do it, I think I'm not quite right
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Mirror mirror in my head, the valley of strangers
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I can't see through it, I don't know how you do it
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You do it every time
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Humiliation, humiliation
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Tell me how to handle this frustration
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Cause this is not the time or place
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Humiliation
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Tell me how to handle this frustration
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Cause this is not the time or place
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This is not the time
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Humiliation
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| Kate Miller-Heidke |
