Wonder.

At my girlfriends house, Thursday day

Cutting out shapes, im turning grey

Bus after bus, passes by

One of those neighbours, like a spy

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I fling youtube on, Chillhop Cafe

Staring at my friends, choco whey

The sun pulls by, summer is here

Britain is blessed but we did fear

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Down in Clapham, the yuppi zone

Am I just, another clone

Trying to figure out what to do with my life

Thanking God that i’ve got a future wife

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Shes given my the keys, it’s some freedom,

Boy did I, truly need’em

Staring at my mac, writing for views

Having those serious, holiday blues

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Heres me wanting to get far away

Hoping, wishing, for a fat off pay

Dreams aren’t my problem, reality is

Unlike the coke, that just gave me some fizz

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27 now, no plan, just wonder

Will I ever, dish some thunder

They say pick one thing and go for it

But nothing ever seems to fucking fit

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Booking promo gigs, to keep me afloat

Lasts weeks infection, Jesus my throat

Recovered now fully, no more excuses

I need to pull together and find me some uses.

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Alan George Mehmet

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