Hollyhocks they grow through cracks
And an English boy in bucket hat
And we ride the underside of the wave
Everybody sleeps in the cage
Now look somehow these things have changed
Chicken nuggets, the drive through lane
This is my idea of fun, M25 real talk
Eyes closed, fingers out the window
Are you suffering with your high hopes?
(Tell me I'm the one you adore)
Hey, Sad Sun
Fade in your arms my only one
(Tell me I'm the one you adore)
Hey, Sad Sun
With your shadows so long, my only one
(Tell me I'm the one you adore)
Coffee pots with the burnt in stains
I'm trying to place the context where I can't explain
I could fuck you into yesterday
Break the bed clean from the frame
If walls could talk, what would they say?
Another coded message for you to translate
But we got our own kind of fun and everybody's jealous of us
Eyes closed, fingers out the window
Are you suffering with your high hopes?
(Tell me I'm the one you adore)
Hey, Sad Sun
Fade in your arms my only one
(Tell me I'm the one you adore)
Hey, Sad Sun
With your shadows so long, my only one
(Tell me I'm the one you adore)
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