Cramps from Yard by Slow Pulp

She seems so ambitious talking and she’s spitting
And I think I know what I’m missing
There's nothing better watch out for Heather

I play out the same scene bleeding on my new sheets
I wanna bake out on the concrete
There's nothing better than keeping it together

I'll take anything
That you wanna give
But I want everything

be a better lover I know that I'm a runner
Oh no I think I’ve become her
There's nothing better than being the protector

Out of a routine the only one I've ever seen
I wanna be a foolproof machine
There's nothing better wanna be like Heather

I'll take anything
That you wanna give
But I want everything

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