How do you live? How do you breathe?
When you are here we're suffocating
You want to feel love, run through bad blood
Tell me is this where you give it all up?
For us you have to sue them all
But the writing's on the wall
Today I tried to ring up Boots to try to get them to deliver the perfume that they should have delivered a week ago but find myself talking ...
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