Displaced

Album cover art for "Displaced" by Angie Hart & Emma Heeney

Angie Hart & Emma Heeney - Pop

Displaced

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All come out on a Saturday And we'll all wake up the same Words come out that we wouldn't say And we'll all wake up the same Took advice from a service man Played a hand without restraint Then you took it back when you found you'd made The same mistake again And oh, you're face And oh, the shame Pretty girls line suburban bars With their colour matching ways They drink too much as they try their luck With the local boys again Walk home to the sunrise Take the side street past the train Wake up late miss the most of day Then they do it all again And oh, this place And all the space You couldn't take Now you're displaced Noises come in the morning With the walls around your head A silent room with an alley view And a consolation text But lines were blurred in the night time What you saw was put away Four feet down and it's ok now Cause it's safe locked in the case And oh, this place And all the space You couldn't take Now you're displaced

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