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Los Campesinos! - Frontwards Lyrics

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  • I am the only one
  • Searching for you
  • And if I get caught
  • Well, then the search is through
  • And the stories you hear
  • You know they never add up
  • I hear the natives fussin' at the data chart
  • Be quiet, the weather's on the night news
  • Empty homes, plastic combs
  • Stolen rooms are the alloy of chrome
  • I've got style
  • Miles and miles
  • So much style that it's wasting
  • So much style that it's wasting
  • So much style that it's wasting
  • Now, she's the only one
  • Who always inhales
  • Paris is stale
  • And it's war if we fail
  • And in the migrant hotels
  • They never sleep, they never will
  • Their souls are crumblin' like a dirt-clod hold
  • Your cigarette cuts to the inside
  • Empty homes, plastic combs
  • Stolen rooms are the alloy of chrome
  • I've got style
  • Miles and miles
  • So much style that it's leaving
  • This pattern's torn and we're weaving
  • This pattern's torn and we'll weave it

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