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New Lows
01:38
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For all my studies no sympathy I can synthesis,
Only another hark to the disenfranchised.
And as glorious as glory is...
We have to admit that we are no longer kids.
I'd rather to bed with a drunk lion,
Than a sober love rat.
For foreign bodies laying in my death bed,
For swarming regret that occupies my head.
For all the friendly faces behind enemy lines,
Let's keep what's yours, yours and mine, mine.
I'd rather to bed with a drunk lion,
Than a sober love rat.
New lows, old highs.
I'd rather to bed with a drunk lion,
Than dare to feel any-fucking-thing at all.
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We offered you shelter but you preferred the storm,
You're fearless but we've seen that act before.
If you're not afraid then you've not paid attention.
You raise your glass like a flag,
But you're standing on the edge of despair.
What do you know that I don't?
If ignorance is bliss how comes you're all so miserable?
There's hope for you yet.
Who am I to judge,
To add reason to chaos,
Or justify the means,
To which we reach this end.
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Academy Fields
07:10
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Lie still, we never said it would be easy.
Lie still, just stay where you are.
Let me, keep this memory.
Just this one.
All we could offer were the best of intentions.
I would not have had it any other way.
Let me keep this.
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Five guys from Essex who at one point or another have listened to punk music.
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