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Blood poured out this broken home
like a bullet to the chest
and all the toys I used to bring to life
have died an awful death

and I would try
every night
to work this out

You packed more than your bags with you
when you packed everything you could
you packed one bag with our house and home
and another with my childhood

and I grew up
and realised

That I may have your deep brown eyes
and we may share the same jawline
and I may have the same quick with
but that is it!

I may live with this broken name
passed down from trees of the same
the branches were torn and cropped
when the fruit withered and dropped

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from The Lives of Summer Punks, released February 11, 2014

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Merry Eiffel Tower High London, UK

I've been in a lot of bands, 12 to be precise.
This is just something I do for myself to get stuff out.
If you like it you like it, if you don't you don't, it's no worries.
I've been doing this for 11 years it ain't no bother.
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