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CROWDED HOUSE
(Neil Finn) There's closets in my head where dirty things are kept That never see the light of day I want to drag them out, go for a walk Just to see the look that's on your face Sometimes I can't be straight I don't want to hurt you So forgive me if I tell a lie Sometimes I come on cold but don't believe it I will love you till the day I die I believe in doing things backwards Take heed, start doing things in reverse Here comes trouble, there's nothing wrong when I relax I'm talking to myself you're coming with me Teaching you how to distort the facts Sometimes I can't be straight I don't want to hurt you So forgive me if I tell a lie Sometimes I come on cold but don't believe it I will love you till the day I die I believe in doing things backwards Take heed, start doing things in reverse Frost on the window pane, the sound of pouring rain All makes me glad of you Though I am far away I am always with you Know the answer before you know the question Pull yourself together, baby, push with all your might I'm all alone, always alone Though I am far away I am always with you
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