The morning news left my confused today Communications faded fast The ground will sink beneath my feet tonight Paracetamol wont last But every song I ever wrote was meant to wind you up And every word I ever wrote was untrue Now you know Every wave that hits the shore Washes away what was there before The hum of machines through the night Mean you wont sleep No, you wont sleep The radio drowns out my thoughts tonight I know another year has passed I had to go there for the millionth time I promise this time its the last But every song I ever wrote was meant to wind you up And every word I ever wrote was untrue Now you know Every wave that hits the shore Washes away what was there before The hum of machines through the night Mean you wont sleep, you wont sleep No, you wont sleep Cos, every wave that hits the shore Washes away what was there before The hum of machines through the night Mean you wont sleep No, you wont sleep No, you wont sleep No, you wont sleep No you wont sleep
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