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Tonight the clocks go backwards And it's snowing at home And we're incommunicado 'Cos they cut off the phone We're in collaboration Againt everyone who tries to bring us down And we're sadly incoherent All our sorrows have been drowned Got the plane out of Atlanta Stripped the honour bar of booze Saw the ceiling melt like candles Dripping wax onto my shoes Needed proof I was still breathing So I held my breath for a while Fell flat on my face on purpose Just to see somebody smile And they say that it's them and it's us And they say that it's you and it's me But now I can see that it's me against me Against me against me against me

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