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Sunday, 16 October 2011

Title (short song) : Slack. Written By: Eleanor Diplock.

Don't let anyone tell you anything different
than what you've heard from my cold and sharp tongue
I'm not the one,
to push you away
but I've found a safer place today

I'm no longer in any arms,
I'm no longer looked at in the desirable way,
you're just a liar and hey
don't get me wrong I'd love to see this through
but I'm running out of patience
I'm running out of you

Cut me some slack,
I'm waiting on you,
when there's only time to waste
is it worth to hear you say
how much you regret all that we are tonight?

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