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You thought it was justified
Part of your DNA
Holding on for the feeling to subside
Her heading out on the freeway
And was it selfish of me she said,
To want to know that you were safe
Engine crying out, streetlights rushing overhead
I needed to believe you were OK
You’re trying so hard to hate yourself less
Waiting for a man who doesn’t use you
Sitting here and watching the stars
Oh Diane it didn’t matter
Nobody cared when you got fatter in the end:
That’s just how you got better
Oh Diane
Don’t sell yourself short
Don’t wear that jacket
It doesn’t fit you anymore
And the canyon goes all the way down
There’s know way of being sure you’ll ever make it back again
And the sadness goes all the way down
And so does the love, and you’ve got the love
Hey Diane!
Don’t sell yourself short
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I feel like a baby who’s been indulged all this time, it’s not a nice feeling. I feel like a martyr who’s been right all this time, it’s not a nice feeling - I just wanna go to the show. I feel like a baby who’s been right all this time, it’s not a nice feeling. I feel like a martyr who’s been wrong all this time, it’s not a nice feeling. I don’t know why I feel so numb, I just wanna go to the show
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Do you remember any numbers? Maybe a landline number or a number from an advert. Do you remember any numbers?
Steve Lamacq wants to know. Do you remember moving house? Do you remember where you moved from, and where you moved to? Do you remember moving house? Steve Lamacq want to know. Have you ever had a problem with an item of luggage? It could be on a roof rack, or simply an over-stuffed suitcase - maybe you or your child were running through the airport, and the over-stuffed suitcase exploded causing all of your clothes, all of your items to just go everywhere, over everyone at the airport? Steve Lamacq wants to know.
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PETE: I deserve a little rest
JENNY: If I go and see her, I can come back past yours, just getting close enough to risk getting caught.
PETE: [scat] Running it round and spinning it round. A lobed tree and the colour orange and the sound of a bird (a little bit of bread and cheese) The letter P and the number 7, a layby watermelon. Gold and green against the sky, You relax me. Teacher, Teacher! What can I get in reciprocity? Come and have a cup of tea
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MIKE:
I love the luxury trap
I love the luxury trap
Take my pain away
Take my pain away
PETE:
I can hear you see you now
Right from the start
You need comfort you need peace
Is that what you mean?
Are you ready to hear me?
When I try to ask
I need movement I need space
I need time to contemplate
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I can see you through my window
Light of gold and beet
Am I out of place inside and alone?
Away from the fields of disease
I know a story where change runs fast
I can see you through my window
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