All my records are broken And they dont want to play in stereo I left you a message in a locket It doesnt want to ring And I just thought Id let you know Hey now, how bout a feeling I, I wont tell So come on and look through my camera I dont want to lose you tonight in a fireworks display Youre such a pretty magazine And I drink until I still cant see that Drinking wont be the death of me Put on your Sunday boots and get wrecked Well I thought it was love but my heart was drunk Im writing letters home to no one that you know And I miss your family after every show Hey now, how bout a feeling I, I wont tell So come on and look through my camera I dont want to lose you tonight in a fireworks display Youre such a pretty magazine And I drink until I still cant see that Drinking wont be the death of me
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