The Spitfires relapse

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Well there's a taste in my mouth as the news is dawning
The sound of her voice could twist in the morning
Now I don't care what she said to me
It's a lucky escape well it's supposed to be
But you just couldn't say
Cause you couldn't care either way
Head held high trying to stop the yawning
Put on your best disguise but you're pissed in the morning
Hypocrites chase after my coat tail
Yeah we all love a hero with a story to tell
But it's too fucking late
I see no point in waiting
No I don't know if this is going to end
Now I don't know if I could ever pretend
Well there's a taste in my mouth
As the news is dawning

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