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There was a rift
Torn apart by a continental drift
Either we've pawned our health and innocence
Or they never did exist
Tell me I'm wrong
That we'll both find our way home
Sometimes I need you more than others
And those times I wanna pluck out his eyes
Tell me I'm wrong
Get on your board
Don't want to see my home no more
We could just fall apart
And forget all the broken backs and fleeting phone calls
âcause we've both buried friends and dealt with it
Yeah, we've all buried loved ones
In our lives
Sometimes I need you more than other
And those times I wanna pluck out his eyes
Because sometimes you seem barely alive
Tell me I'm wrong
And stop feeling so ashamed that you'll never find an answer
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- Chronicles Of Gnarnia
- Live In Glasgow
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- Fun Club EP
- Big Scary Monsters 2015 Sampler (Class of 2015)
- Big Scary Monsters (Sampler)
- Sea Monsters 3: The Best of Brighton
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- Fun Club
- Smoking Kills
- A Compilation In Aid of C.A.L.M
- Alcopopular 6: Highway to the Velodrome
- Wires