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Colin Vearncombe (black)
when i was him
the old cliché; why to begin?include me out of any mess youâ??re stepping in
but if he swings you need to know
la ronde can have you slipping further down than you have ever known
you and i, wonderful life
it already hasnâ??t happened yet and hereâ??s the why
on your back or on your knees it seems to make no difference
to what you think you need
tell me something i already donâ??t know
tell the reasons why you have to sneak around
and go with him
i know when i was him
i wanted more than clichés
you and i and me and him
thereâ??s something that this whole wide world canâ??t come between
to sit in hell and count the stars
as they flicker dimly and then one by one go out
tell me something that you donâ??t want me to know
a secret burns away to leave an acid hole
thatâ??s filled by him
i know when i was him
i wanted more than chocolate sex
and amyl high and supernova suicides
you only laugh to make him cry
a fantasy of how youâ??re right
to strip your clothes and pawn the crown
everyoneâ??s a winner when youâ??re on the way down
enjoy before you lie and sleep forever