"Yesterday I fell awake.

I got up and I looked in the mirror like ""mate you changed""

But you look more real than you did before before before

Before before

I feel nothing for people jumping on trends

Acting like they care yeah acting like they care

I won't turn around in case someone is there

I prefer not to know it makes it easier for both of us get it over with

Before before

Yesterday I fell awake.

I got up and I looked in the mirror like ""mate you changed""

But you look more real than you did before before before

Yesterday I fell awake.

I got up and I looked in the mirror like ""mate you changed""

But you look more real than you did before before before

It was my mandate

My self narration ceased to narrate

The yellow stains on my shirt from birth

From hers. Pulling on my hair

I'm still getting told off for swinging on my chair

Book of Tobit

Temple of Solomon

Book of

Holy

Holy

Camden town

Monument

Finchley road

Let's go home

There's no bins

There's no bins

There's no bins

There's no bins

Ushering hands and ceaseless queues,

My insatiable libido, the light green hue coming out from within

Not my only sin

I've got asmodeus, amon, belphegor and Satan

Yesterday I fell awake.

I got up and I looked in the mirror like ""mate you changed""

But you look more real than you did before before before

Yesterday I fell awake.

I got up and I looked in the mirror like ""mate you changed""

But you look more real than you did before before before

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