6 Underground

Tom:
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take me down, 6 underground
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the ground beneath your feet.
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Laid out low, nothing to go
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nowhere a way to meet.
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I've got a head full of drought
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down here, so far off losing out,
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round here. Overground, watch this space
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I'm open to falling from grace.
calm me down
bring it round
too way high off your street
i can see like nothing else
in me you're better than I wanna be.
don't think 'cos i understand i care
don't think 'cos i'm talking we're friends
overground, watch this space
I'm open to falling from grace
talk me down, safe and sound, too
strung up to sleep
wear me out
scream and shout
swear my time's never cheap
i fake my life like i've lived;
too much
i take whatever you're given;
not enough