You are my tribe
I am your saint
Noone gives a fuck about us, no complaints
We are the same
We are apart
Booth of us united by our heavy hearts
No, no one ever gave a fuck about me
And then you came along
And then you came along
A tattooed face
A picture frame
I hope for something different, but I can't complain
You are my tribe
I am your saint
No one gives a fuck about us, no complaints
And no one ever gave a fuck about me
And then you came along
And then you came along
No, no one ever gave a fuck about me
And then you came along
And then you came along
When I'm alone
You picture me
Like I'm still a boy back there in Haywards Heath
And when you're alone
I picture you
You wouldn't believe the depths that I've sunk to
And no one ever gave a fuck about me
And then you came along
And then you came along
And no one ever gave a fuck about me
And then you came along
And then you came along
No, no one ever gave a fuck about me
And then you came along
And then you came along
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