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she rolled her own - paul heaton lyrics

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[intro]

[verse 1]
at the front door, you were greeted
by a cup of silver and gold
to silence visits and footsteps
and the stories footsteps told

and the walls were lined with paintings
from friends that she’s once known
above an l*shaped couch and easy chair
in a living room she called home

[pre*chorus]
the toilet door unhinged
like no*one even cared
the mirror in the bathroom
that no*one could have shared

the kitchen door ajar
[?if you were getting cold?]
a sink of last year’s dishes
and not enough last year’s mould

[chorus]
if you felt like being [?] in the [?] room after dark
your day spent shining brightly when the [?]

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- paul heaton lyrics

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