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Get On With It Lyrics by Letters To Cleo

 

Get On With It by Letters To Cleo


The Sunday Paper is a mess and I'm not gonna pick it up you are if I could
Just get on with it. It don't matter my hair's a mess cause you're not gonna
Fix it up for me, I am if I could just get on with it, I would take a breath
Outside myself a stranger place I couldn't find and no one knows who I am
And you can't say my name. Can't think of anything else worse 'cause if I
Didn't fuck it up you would why can't you just do something right. Just
Once change my mind cause if you can I'd be the one you know I am but
You're so blind, you always were I didn't catch your name. I would take a
Breath outside myself a stranger place I couldn't find and no one knows
Who I am and you can't say my name