I fucked up
I'm not the first to do it
Must forgo now, your smile
Off the wall, beige
I'm fixtures and fittings
Call me out but call me
'Cause there is something down here
And it's living under the floorboards
It grabbed me round the neck with its long and slender claws
Don't leave me here baby, don't leave me here completely
'Cause I might not get back to myself at all
St. Charles Square
This year's migration
Basement flat with window bars
Paul's outside
Spare me the gloaters and the pain
I don't want it any more
'Cause there is something down there
And it's living under the floorboards
It's up and down the clock of the town hall back in time
Oh, I'll ride with you baby
I'll ride with you forever
But I might not get back to myself at all
Tesco disco
The room is shrinking fast around me
It's grabbed me by the ankle
And pulled me under
Loneliness I've been here before
'Cause every generation has its gilded posers
Weird vibrations in the basement
I don't like this scene
Paul his ghost come back to haunt me
Think I'm going to
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