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So they've voted for Christmas
Now all I see are noseless spited faces
All around, all around
She told me “one day, baby, you'll miss this,
The bad old day's of this bad old broken town,
A broken town”
Welcome to the echo chamber
Vent your spleen to your own hand picked crowd
They will never bring you down

She hears voices, can you blame her?
On the TV, in the papers
All around feels cold and hard as stone
Take it all in, remember everything
If the cap fits, make them wear it
Sadly I can see no end in sight,
I'm getting out tonight

Now we spend our days in this clickbait romance
The version of ourselves we dare to show
Things we dare not speak aloud
While the newspaper spews forth bile and poison
Tightened fists all foaming round the mouth
Hang the traitor, stone the thief
But it could never happen here though
Be real boys, of course it could
If we're so very different show me how

She hears voices, can you blame her?
On the TV, in the papers
All around feels cold and hard as stone
Take it all in, remember everything
If the cap fits, make them wear it
Sadly I can see no end in sight,
I'm getting out tonight

To you this is all just some game that you can leave behind
A u-turn and a handshake, a side-step and a smile
For us this is no game, my friend, it's the line between death and life
I wonder how the hell you sleep at night

She hears voices, can you blame her?
On the TV, in the papers
All around feels cold and hard as stone
Take it all in, remember everything
If the cap fits, make them wear it
Sadly I can see no end in sight,
She hears voices
Can you blame her, can you blame her?
Take it all in, remember everything
If the cap fits, make them wear it
Make them wear it

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from Things We Said When We Were Younger (demos), released August 3, 2018
written by Rob Bywater
recorded by Phil Stocks

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