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Demo'd at The Old Vicarage, Nazeing, 1999. Words & Vocals - Scott, Music & All lInstruments - Porter, Backing Vocals - Joanna Kemp.

Lyrics:

Got my hands in my pockets and a runny nose
Gonna live tomorrow in yesterday’s clothes
Got a bad temper but it never shows
It just glows
Like a village going up in smoke

Got all my years ahead, just a life of debt
It rains when I go outside, I’m always wet
No, I never gamble but I’ll give you a bet
You’re upset
Like a cart full of apples

A thousand blood red petals falling on my face
A second lasts a million years, the blood begins to race
The chairs are made of plastic, all the faces made of stone
The room is full of strangers and I’m feeling so alone

Sitting on the stone cold tablet Edinburgh floors
My eyes are red, they’re running and they’re gushing out like sores/thoughts
Recall the evening mixing poison, stirring in my sleep
But when I woke: the antidote?
I cannot help but weep
I’m in deep
And I can’t see the surface

And since I have no love
Have no reason, have no rhyme
To live
Or to die
Or be anything at all
At any given time...

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