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Twenty seven years
Twenty seven years old
The only thing I know
The only thing I get told
I've gotta sell out if I wanna get sold
Don't want the devil to be taking my soul
I, write songs that come from the heart
I don't give a fuck if they get in to the chart or not
Only way I can be, is to say what I see
And have no shadow hanging over me.

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I don't know where I'm running
But I know how to run
'Cause running's the thing I've always done
Oh, I don't know what I'm doing
But I know what I've done
I'm a hungiy heart I'm a loaded gun.

Twenty seven years twenty seven years now
Only thing I know, I know that I don't know how
To please everybody all of the time
'Cause everybody's always fucking changing their minds
A little bit faded, a little bit jaded
Not gonna stop and I won't be persuaded
To write words I can't believe in
To see my face on a video screen.

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Twenty seven years twenty seven years done
Written six hundred songs only twelve get sung
Eighty seven thousand cigarettes have passed through these lungs
And every single day I wish'I'd never smoked one
A week brushing my teeth and a week getting my haircut
Eight years sleeping I'm still tired when I wake up
A whole year eating and I still lost weight fuck
Five proper girlfriends and five messy breakups
Twenty seven birthdays twenty seven new years
Thirty thousand quid just so I could have a few beers
Ever dying old hopes, ever growing new fears
Don't know where I'm going but I know how I got here.

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