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Chill - The Rasmus

"I gotta make a phone call to my best friends I gotta let them know that I'm leaving Everything behind me and politely I don't wanna hurt their feelings Oh no, no no I'll need to come back and I wanna"

Chill - Rasmus

"I gotta make a phonecall to my best friends. I gotta let them know that I'm leaving. Everything behind me and politely I don't wanna hurt their feelings, oh no. I'll need to come back and I wanna explain"

Chill - Acid Android

"all around the useless walls rows of warped perverted faces darkness smears my eyes and i drop down down to the ground sadness will it last or fade? hint of light i hoped today hope was maybe never not"

Martin - Snuff

"Bless that summer of eighty-eight On a bench outside the Ox & Gate With a sponge, spanner and rusty nail And a nice sharp piece of string Didn't make sense then don't make sense now But what the fuck's"

Martin - Soft Cell

"Martin Martin is talking to you Martin is a boy with problems Martin has a family history Martin has too many nightmares He lives in a fantasy There's a danger that he'll take too far His morbid curiosity He's"

Martin - Sick Of It All

"Hidden like the squalor that we create Martin wants out of this but poverty keeps him in this place Sratching like the vermin between the walls Martin needs a friend but the people the he meets just"

Sunday Mondays - Vanessa Paradis

"The sun is out The clouds are slowly going And now my heart is growing fast So let's get up Put on you hat and clothing Let's take a trip and lose our minds Let's go walking through the park today I love"

Blue Sunday - Tom Petty And The Heartbreakers

"She took a rolled up twenty Out of her pocket And paid for my cigarrettes We were friends at first sight In the 7-11 light She said, "Here, lemme cover it" And I rode shotgun all that night She drove,"

Blue Sunday - Tom Petty

"She took a rolled up twenty Out of her pocket And paid for my cigarrettes We were friends at first sight In the 7-11 light She said, "Here, lemme cover it" And I rode shotgun all that night She drove,"

Black sunday - Jethro Tull

"Tomorrow is the one day I would change for a Monday with freezing rains melting and no trains running and sad eyes passing in windows flimsy and my seat rocking from legs not quite matching Got passport,"

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