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My Just Desert
02:23
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MY JUST DESERT
Punch me, hit me - Open up my lip
I am so un-clean - It makes me sick
I’m so delusional, I’m so out of touch
I am the idiot - I need you so much
You get me right where it hurts
Even when I’m on red alert
You’re such a beautiful flirt
I will get my just desert
Fight me, destroy me - make me eat the dirt
Purple my eyelid - crimson my shirt
I’m such a pacifist, I’m so unashamed
I’m too narrow minded - but I’ll take the blame
Kick me, scratch me - until I bleed
I am the fool here - yes, yes indeed
I am the looser if I loose you
Tell me, tell me darling
What am I gonna do?
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Black Coffee
02:48
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BLACK COFFEE
I drink my coffee black in remembrance of you x2
Girls chain smoking cigarettes
Beautiful people with no regrets
I drink my coffee black in remembrance of you
Why so keen to build up a dirty great wall
Around the very spot that we stand tall
Look at what we’ve nurtured dear
Surely it is truly clear
We’ve so many precious memories after all
(Bridge)
All I ever wanted was to hold your hand
Desperately I tried to understand
Give to get, swap love and respect
To integrate with no upset
I’ll drink my coffee black in remembrance of you
I broke my neck trying to convince you
To put yourself into my liberal shoes
But I forget opinion exists
To change your mind would never exist
We’re so estranged it really isn’t true
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