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I am the king of conflict
What I want, what I see, never what I need,
I'm like a cat and a mouse,
Throwin stones from a smashed glass houseWhere those freaks don't stop knockin
Another day another ememy
When I'm inside out
I'm inside out.I want you more than happiness
But I need you like the plague
I wear my heart on a broken arm
I'm like a rusty razor blade
I want you more than happiness
So I guess I'll do what I choose
Hey girl lay off my dead mans shoesI am the king of conflict
Diggin in to the hole in the market
Standin tall on my hands and knees
Such a fucked up recipeI want you more than happiness
but I need you like the plague
I'd live alone if i had a home

be lyin in this mess I've made
I want you more than happiness
So I guess I'll do what I choose
Hey girl lay off my dead mans shoesNo rest no sleep no peace no life one no guarantees
No home no job no cash no boss no suit no sign on me
I want you more than happiness
So I guess I'll do what i choose
Hey girl lay off my dead mans shoes

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Satellite towns tend to breed big ambitions. Perched on the hills above Manchester, Macclesfield’s principle claim to fame comes in the cult of Ian Curtis. That classic example of the ‘just out of the city’ boy reinforces how big horizons tend to breed big ambitions. The Virginmarys are not part of the Curtis club. Their music blends the dynamics of platinum class ‘grunge’ (basically Nirvana, Mudhoney and Screaming Trees) with the spikiness of punk and the attention to detail and honesty of prime British rock of the early 1970’s, before the wizards and capes overcame the attack and dynamic.

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