Lyrics of Get on with it

Letters To Cleo

pochette album Get on with it
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Release date : 02/12/2008

Duration : 0:04:17

Style : Alternative



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The sunday paper is a mess and i'm not gonna pick it up you are if i could
Just get on with it. it don't matter my hair's a mess cause you're not gonna
Fix it up for me, i am if i could just get on with it, i would take a breath
Outside myself a stranger place i couldn't find and no one knows who i am
And you can't say my name. can't think of anything else worse 'cause if i
Didn't fuck it up you would why can't you just do something right. just
Once change my mind cause if you can i'd be the one you know i am but
You're so blind, you always were i didn't catch your name. i would take a
Breath outside myself a stranger place i couldn't find and no one knows
Who i am and you can't say my name

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