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yr friends - adults, at last lyrics

i’d always had bad omens on st georges day
a freak unease at the new lad patriots on the streets
i’d clear out my account and we’d drink early to avoid the queue, and thats mostly how i met you
still shaky from breaking college romance, convinced yr future was uni, and uni meant out
if you cope with my bad french, i’ll carry your baggage, we’ll lean on each other, we’ll learn a new language
oh sssh

i crowned you queen of clubs
never apart but rarely alone
we learnt that awkward dance around yr ex at parties and i almost felt proud
practiced my small talk with yr art school friends, my one thing in common with all of them;
that we secretly hope you f+cked up your exams so when september comes you can still stick around us

that was the summer of the postal service album on sh+tty speakers against windows opened to the garden, raiding yr parents drinks cabinet and forgetting which ones you’d watered back up
midnight trampoline
and this weird desperation, like we were supposed to be chasing something
how i’d heard enough songs about starlight to know that the briefest burn brightest, and i’m not the luckiest punk

i was crumbled
caught a taxi into town
met kelly and cried onto strangers
came back to find final demands thru the door, holes in the roof of a house i can barely afford
and i lay in the garden all broke and heart broken and prayed for the last of the bottle to choke me for three

i was a melodramtic c+nt
stalked your shadow to shepherds bush for bright eyes and when that great plan somehow failed me
i wandered drunk along runways cursing our favourite song till dawn
i swear, i’d rip out the tongue of each boy that you kissed, martyr myself in the hope that there’s something you’ve missed
but six years later, we can sit round the table, make small talk with no sparks and call ourselves adults at last

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