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Try and do the things you want,
But you never do them for me,
Try and say the things you want,
But you never say them to me,
And move on, and move on, and move on, and move on,
To someone else,
But its always the same problem,

Its the way my heart beats,
Ever so softly,
Its the way my heart beats,
Ever so softly,

And move on, and move on, and move on, and move on,
To someone else,
But its always the same problem, in the end,
And go on, and go on, and go on, and go on,
To your next conquest,
But we've all made the same mistakes,

Its the way my heart beats,
Ever so softly,
Its the way my heart beats,
Ever so softly,

I think yore saying that you will make me,
I think yore saying that you will make me mad,
What if you choose to use turn me round,
I think yore saying that you

Try and do the things you want,
Its the way my heart beats
Try and say the things you want,
Its the way my heart beats
And move on, and move on, and move on, and move on,
Its the way my heart beats
To someone else,
But its always the same problem,
Its the way my heart beats

Everything you do
Everything you say
Always ends up turning out the same

Sometimes I, I find I, I see things, another way entirely

Couldn’t you see?
Couldn’t you do?
Something more than they did for you

How can one be equal and another just be cast aside
How can you be so certain what you believe is the truth
and that what I believe in is not right
To be raised with religion is to be brainwashed from the very start
But then an atheist preaching atheism
is just as bad as wholeheartedly believing in God,

I know, oh no

It starts again
How can someone so intelligent believe
something so ludicrous
Just because you were taught something
when you were younger
Doesn’t necessarily mean it’s the truth
You should learn to protest and learn to question everything you’re told
I think that if there’s a day of judgement then our leaders will be first against the wall

I know, oh no

It’s the moronic nature of humans in a group
I think, these are the dark ages and this is the truth
When they look back and they cast their eye they’ll say
These were the dark ages and they could have tried
It’s the moronic nature of humans in a group
I think these are the dark ages and this is the truth
When they look back and they cast their eye
They’ll say these were the dark ages and they could have done so much more if they’d tried

I think we’re past the point where we can hope for any
kind of return
I think we’ve screwed ourselves and future generations over on only the flip of a coin
You’re turning your cheek
You’re averting your eyes
I don’t think that there’ll be future generations to see things with hindsight

The more I want the less I need

The more I want
The less I'm feelin'
The more I get
The less I need it

I've got this under control [4x]

Your lips on lips
That taste salty skin

And her muscles tenses
As I tighten to my grip

When smooth means rough
And soft means hard

But she always wants more
Of what I've got to surprise

Your lips on lips
That taste salty skin

And her muscles tenses
As I tighten to my grip

When smooth means rough
And soft means hard

But she always wants more
Of what I've got to surprise

The more I want
The less I'm feelin'
The more I get
The less I need it

I've got this under control [4x]

We're side by side
With her legs between mine
To feel her breathe for my skin
To change lanes
And then gears
Where two meets one
But it'll be twice as fun

But she always wants more
Of what I've got to surprise

To be always hungry
And never satisfied

To quench your thirst
From the top of the high

Where two meets one
But it'll be twice as fun

But she always wants more
Of what I've got to surprise

The more I want
The less I'm feelin'
The more I get
The less I need it

I've got this under control [4x]

The more I want
The less I'm feelin'
The more I get
The less I need it

I've got this under control [4x]

Your lips on lips
That taste salty skin

And her muscles tenses
As I tighten to my grip

When smooth means rough
And soft means hard

But she always wants more
Of what I've got to surprise

On a train from Brighton to Clapham
And I’ve been losing my head
And interesting and understated
I’ve been thinking it’s better unsaid
The hope and glory
Of something needlessly boring
On a train from Brighton to Clapham
This journey brings back memories
Of cold wind and cycling
I think things were better back then
When we expected nothing
Did things for love and not money

Do you remember?
All the things that they said they would do
But which never came true

Well I’d go, back to
The places we used to go to
With wind in my hair
And thoughts of childhood memories

To ride, by the sea
From Sidmouth down to Compton beach
With wind in my hair
And I try

And I go, back to
The places we used to go to
With wind in my hair
And thoughts of childhood memories
I’d go back to
A single story bungalow
To get, to know
People who’ve seen so much
And grown so old

And I’ve seen the photos of when you were young
And you used to smile and hold hands
But that just doesn’t happen much these days
And the photos fade and the hair turns grey
And the cracks turn into cavities
And now you only sleep in separate beds
Go your own way

Times change so have you
With your head in your hands
I thought you’d understand
Times change so have you
And the photos fade and the hair turns grey
And the cracks turn into cavities
And now you always sleep in separate beds
And you can’t escape what’s come before
And you’ll inherit all your parents flaws
And I don’t think I’m the anomaly

It moves 1000 miles an hour
Sometimes I’m thinking it will never stop

Sometimes I feel like
These words are so contrived
Sometimes I feel like walking away
And baby I know I should
Be the one to say those words
Like times change, but I want you to stay

Sometimes I feel like
There’s just no point to try
And stop these things from reaching an end
Baby, times change
But I want you to stay

I go, then she walks away

Sometimes I feel like
The choice we made was right
But mainly all I feel is just regret
And baby I know I should
Have been the one to say those words
Like time changes
But I love you the same
I want you to stay

I go then she walks away
Times change but I want you to stay

n a city by the sea
A girl with black hair has only eyes for me
Drinking and dancing in flat 6c
A city by the sea seemed pretty shit to me
When I was younger I had no fear of politics
or pedestrian ideas
Now I’m older I worry about being young
And being so unsure

Nobody talks about the cracks at the seam
Nobody cares about each others feelings
And I’ve been thinking of giving up
But then I realise I haven’t tried hard enough
Do you remember?

Turn so bodies facing
Feel my lips against your skin
All I wants a little more time to feel your
heartbeat next to mine

Time apart’s a terrible thing
My heart unravels like a ball of string
And when I’m with her
I get this gut feeling
But when we’re apart I forget everything
Do you remember?

Turn so bodies facing
Feel my lips against your skin
All I wants a little more time to feel your
heartbeat next to mine
Wait I’m thinking about
All those tings we talked about
All I wants a little more time to feel your
heartbeat next to mine

In a city by the sea
A girl with black hair has only eyes for me
Drinking and dancing in flat 6c
A city by the sea seemed pretty shit to me