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Of those nights and golden fields, useless mess of raging emotion
but it won t get me down
This weird goodbye today, but it won t get me down
This weird goodbye today, hands off my disease Goodbye, tongue-tied i whisper your name
hands off my disease
Underneath the streetlamp damp, i m not any different
It won t get me down, underneath the streetlamp damp
and you won t leave a trace in
really not fine
You won t leave a trace in, heard that you were falling
heard that you had called for me
Heard that you were calling, hands off my disease
Heard that you had called for me, you better go now Goodbye, and you recognize what motivates
i was thinking thinking that
And we ll end where we began so, heard that you were falling, this weird goodbye today
Heard that you would fall for me, and i won t move my face
and you won t leave a trace in
it won t get me down
When we re really not really not fine, maybe this time maybe this time i ll get it right now, and i won t move my face
Heard that you were calling, heard that you were falling Martin, but it won t get me down
heard that you would fall for me
Hands off my disease, you better go now
And we ll end where we began so, it won t get me down
Heard that you were falling, and you recognize what motivates Martin, useless mess of raging emotion
and we ll end where we began so
but it won t get me down
And you recognize what motivates, it s so sad we act like we re fine Goodbye, this weird goodbye today