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Postcodes - Some Sort of Contraption Mix
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I swallowed all my dream dust
I'm all weird out
I'm gone
Down upside
Flowers
Nature
Pretty night sky
World turns in space so right
Night after night
My mind ain't right
I went limp out here
But I'm punching my insides out
Testing your faith
In humanity
You don't know what
You can say to me
You reached into my face
Into it
You are such a disgrace
You'd do it
You want more
But you can't do it
Writer(s): Brendan Sharp, Dave Marrett, Luke Wolfenden
Copyright(s): Lyrics © DistroKid
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