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I've been lazy, I've not waited for you
Nature's hasty and Lord knows so am I
Six months inside, Wandsworth's finest landmark
My patience has died, first guilt, now hate's best son

For every M.P., all their strong kind words
Can't be guilty but you and I both know

Truth, rest your head, there is more
Than a life at stake here, for me you died tonight
So don't involve me in your plans when
The chat shows beckon, for me you died tonight

So truth, rest your head, there is more
Than a life at stake here, for me you died tonight
So don't involve me in your plans when
The chat shows beckon, for me you died tonight

So truth, rest your head, there is more
Than a life at stake here, for me you died tonight
So don't involve me in your plans when
Your money beckons, for me you died tonight

For me you died tonight, for me you died tonight
For me you died tonight, for me you died tonight