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Slow Graffiti lyrics
There s a portrait
In a back room,
Which I keep for days upon, which I relent
And gaze for hours on the muscle skin and bone of some
Imaginary friend.
So how about it?
Show me please how I will look in twenty years
And let me please,
Interpret history in every line and scar that s painted
There in front of me.
It doesn t matter what I m thinking
What I tell myself to do
I ll end up calling.
I stay in to defrost the fridge
Now the kid has gone to bed
A feeling of dread.
At least when she s around the troubles there,
It s worse to wake up with her falling round the room.
Listen Johnny; you re like a mother
To the girl you ve fallen for,
And you re still falling.
Listen Johnny;
You re like a mother to the girl you ve fallen for,
And you re still falling,
And if they come tonight
You ll roll up tight and take whatever s coming to you next.
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