Beth Gibbons - Tom the model

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How can I forget your tender smile
Moments that I have shared with you
Our hearts may break
But they re on their way
And there s nothing I can do

Ohh...

So do what you re gotta do
Don t misunderstand me
You know you don t ever have to worry bout me
I ll do OK

I can understand that it can t be
Guess it s hard as you were meant for me
But I can t hide my own despair
I guess I never will

Ohh...

So do what you re gotta do
And don t misunderstand me
You know you don t ever have to worry bout me
I ll do OK

So tired of love and fainting
So hold your fire
Cause I need you

Ohh...

Just do what you re gotta do
And don t misunderstand me
You know you never have to worry bout me
I ll do OK

Do what you re gotta do
And don t misunderstand me
You keep running over every word that we said
And you don t have to worry about me

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  • Resolve
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  • Funny time of the year
  • Sand river
  • Show
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  • Lonely carousel
  • Drake
  • Romance
  • Rustin man
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    Put the needle to the record,
    And hit me with your style,
    Soon enough I ll,
    Learn to unload to unload my mouth.
    Can you feel it s getting blacker,
    The vibe up in this place
    When I displaced,
    What made me turn my face.

    I can t wait.

    I jumped ship to a burning sow
    Had a...

    Alien

    Brother won t you look at the sky
    There s something burning so bright
    And what it is I can t see
    But I think it s coming at me.

    Did you get here in a rocket
    And did you journey through space?
    Did your mother never scold you
    Oh when she looked at your face?
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    Baner

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    francuskiej
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    Mr. King

    Good days, bad days, I ve had a few of those,
    Same old story-I know how this song goes,
    At least I did, but now I m not so sure,
    Nothing s in its place, nothing s certain anymore,
    Birds fly, trees sway, why can t I be like that?
    Happ knowing what I am,...