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I tried to throw a plastic bottle at the singer of The Frames
I was going through a hard time, thought he might’ve been to blame
I was angry at myself I didn’t want to be a cleaner
I was angry with myself still couldn’t play Cavatina
But now I’ve read all the autobiographies
Of people way worse than me
So now I’m working on a new list of outrage
Cos this is getting boring
Thrown voice of the people
Show your face
Or park it chickenshit
Get on-board with a bad idea
And a bunch of never won nothin’ no-ones
We’re the leaders of the new believers
And we’re going to be as relevant as radio
I’m intimidated by this new sincerity
I get confused with celebrating mediocrity
Constantly searching for the next smart thing to say
Now this is getting boring
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