Tom: C
Introdução: C
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Well the walls are turning yellow like a smokers tooth,
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Cold as a call girls smile in a phone booth,
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Baby pigeon starving on the side of the roof,
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Nothing's changed.
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Sometimes words don't say enough,
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Sometimes silence says too much,
C
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Too close for comfort but too far too touch,
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Nothing's changed.
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Sun still shiny in the play ground,
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Water still running like a grey hound,
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My heads still drumming when i lay down,
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Nothing strange,
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We still rattle round the same town,
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Like two little stones in a coke can,
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Like two lost kids at a fairground,
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Nothing's changed.
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Car alarms ringing in the dead of the night,
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Drunk man singing in the morning light,
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Too brave to fall but to scared to fight,
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Nothing's changed,
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Sun still shining in the play ground,
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Am
Water still running like a greyhound,
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My heads still drumming when i lay down,
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Nothing strange,
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We're just dancers waiting in the wings,
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Ain't no answers blowing in the wind,
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Ain't no saint no sin,
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And nothings changed.