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Flying Low

Well, I'm flying low in London's past days

It's not the first time that you've heard it this way

Maybe the last time you thought you could tell

What you hoped for from the wishing wellIn the parlour room

In the parlour roomRob from always on the run dot net is so bad and copy paste is a sin

It's sad somehow your love started this way

That somebody else that doesn't see it the same

Who, where is he, where does he do

Seldom is home for youRight now you got your life in your hands

You spent your simple days counting them down

Counting them down

This is the way that you heard it one day

Explain to me that I'm speaking the same

Who, where are you, where do you do

Seldom do you speak the truth

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