The Early Days of Repetition

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Robert DeLong - Pop

The Early Days of Repetition

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[Verse 1] We found ourselves in a pile Of broken bones on the floor We found ourselves remains in places To run with through the corridors We found out about alcohol And gave a restriction it deserved So we found ourselves In a backroom and we finished Where the lights flashed cause we knew That we owned it.. [Hook] We meant well We meant well We meant well We meant well We meant well We meant well.. [Verse 2] So we found ourselves in a dilemma If there's no love, then there's no god So I found myself an atheist And she as beautiful So I found myself a girlfriend But she couldn't settle me down So I found myself way out Through the claws of another girl Because I owned it.. [Hook] We meant well We meant well We meant well We meant well We meant well We meant well We meant well! We meant well! We meant well! We meant well.. [Outro] And we found ourselves in California In a town with painted walls And the white men gave us keys to the city Because we owned it..

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  • Robert DeLong