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Walking through the end of everything
Taking stock of what is left
There is life where you’d least expect it
Clinging on with its last breath
Clinging on with its last breath
Clinging on with its last breath
Gather your thoughts, there’s no time to hang around
There is so much work to do
In this wasteland that we call home these days
All I have to love is you
All I have to love is you
All I have to love is you
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Beach
04:31
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I’ve been puttung out wild fires
You’ve been calling out the liars
We’ve been getting early nights
To enjoy the early light
Walk with me down to the beach
Feel the sand under your feet ... feet
We’ve been shooting off our mouths
To let all the anger out
There’s a lesson to be learned
While we watch our planet burn
Walk with me down to the sea
Plastic lapping round our feet ... feet
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Fuck the sunshine, fuck the rain
Fuck my body, fuck my brain
Fuck your vicious little ways
Fuck you and everything you say
Now the clouds are clearing
Can you see the mess that we’re in?
Fuck my head and fuck my heart
Fuck my music, fuck your art
Fuck the way you look at me
Fuck your friends and family
Now the clouds are clearing
Can you see the mess that we’re in?
There were good days, there were bad
Some of the worst I’ve ever had
My mind is made up, it’s time to quit
Even though I still love you ... a little bit
Fuck the bed we used to share
Fuck your make up and underwear
All these things I used to love
Have been reduced to FUCKING STUFF
Now the clouds are clearing
Can you see the mess that we’re in?
How the hell did this go wrong?
Fuck our future, fuck this song
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Fingertips
04:48
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I’ve been thinking for myself
It’s not something I want to do but what the hell
I’ve been using Instagram
It’s all the rage but at my age I’m not a fan
I’ve got your love on my lips and your life at my
fingertips
I’ve got your love on my lips ... fingertips
I’ve reading all your books
I’ve been reading all your smiles and funny looks
I’ve been liking all your posts
I’ve been searching through your back story for ghosts
You’ve got your love on my lips and my life at your fingertips
You’ve got your love on my lips ... fingertips
When you took me to Japan
Was I all your ever wanted from a man?
I’ve got your love on my lips and your life at my
fingertips
I’ve got your love on my lips ... fingertips
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Vapour Trail
04:37
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I saw you standing on the wing
The wind rushing through your hair as you sing
Your arms out like an aeroplane
I’d love to hear that song again
Now (now), with your heart in your mouth
I don’t believe a word
I don’t believe a word
I don’t believe a word you say
I don’t believe a word
I don’t believe a word
I don’t believe a word you say
Those previous minutes passed me by
While you were loop de loop tonight
I’m checking out your vapour trail
While I steam open your mail
Now (now), with your heart in your mouth
I don’t believe a word
I don’t believe a word
I don’t believe a word you say
I don’t believe a word
I don’t believe a word
I don’t believe a word you say
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Record Shop
03:18
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I lay our world upon its side
The car is parked on yellow lines
My smile was terribly unkind
It’s my fault, I should have read the signs
If you see me in the record shop
I probably won’t acknowledge you
If I see you in the record shop
I’ve got a lot of things to do
You lay your head upon my shoulder
Like you did the day that we first met
This time it feels like it is over
I pick the keys up off the bed
If you see me in the record shop
I probably won’t acknowledge you
If I see you in the record shop
I’ve got a million things to do
I’ve got a million things to do
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Richard Hughes Torquay, UK
Richard Hughes is a an international pop star from Devon.
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