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'Back Of My Mind' by The Groove Farm
Well I've got a space in my life and it's got to be filled
Yeah, I've got a space in my life
and it's making me ill
I don't want to be a government spy
I don't wanna work for the FBI
No, I just wanna hang around
see what I can find
I've got a funny feeling in the back of my my mind
Now i see a man with hate all over his face
and he's got a gun
now i gotta get out of this place
Well i know i can't sing
but it's not a crime
It's not a good reason why i should die
'Cause I just wanna hang around to see what I can fine
I've got a funny feeling in the back of my mind
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A diet of drugs but the music sucks
they think they're rad but I know that they're not
Rich boys with bad guitars
Let's see how you can do in a fist fight.
Fist Fight! Lo-Fi
Your excusse for total uselessness
It's a mess
It's a mess
Total uselessness
It's a mess
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Can't get your motor running in the mornings lay in bed
with sixty seven conversations racing 'round your head
The man at the station sells something for the soul
The cigarettes you're smoking are screwing up your throat.
You were born
Born to be mild, son
You can never, never go home son
The telephone is ringing there's some guy on the line
Trying to sell you some insurance
'Cause he says you're gonna die
You've tried moving the posts, making the most
Life is never easy when you're living with ghosts
You were born, born to be mild son
You weren't born, born to be handsome
You've had it with goals
but it's better with medicine
You were born, born to be mild son
Do Do Do Do Do...etc....
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Kyoko - Melt
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'Melt' by Kyoko.
When the heat keeps me restless
And my head is on the pillow
But I can't get to sleep so
I just stare out the window
I hear voices and footsteps
Start to think about regrets
Have I wasted too much time,
Am I way past my 'sell by'?
Over and out, over and out
Na na na na na na na na etc...
As I walk through these streets I know so well
I close my eyes
And I try to lose myself
Walking home as the ground melts
All the people I see I recognise but I don't know
And the song in my head will
keep me happy but hollow
Over and out over and out
Na na na na na na na ...etc
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