I'm not sure when I decided I had to use my own name on my postcard. Quite possibly when I saw the RSVP on my draft.
That's not English it's French, and so am I
Well, my blood is
Will always me confuse me that
in terms of belonging
That's why I like British
and Born Here
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I'm losing the plot, postwise.
My thoughts are ok, they're in freefall, flying, free
Good job the weather's taken a turn for the worse
I can wear my heavy boots
keep me grounded
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