Bee Line

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You packed up all her bags then you put her on a plane
Made a b-line, preaching smoking for a cure
Coz I must admit in the past 12 months I've been a voyeur to
A repeated pattern forever and over
In a plastic bag you post out her clothes, read a note from someone new
An expectant host with convenience in her favour
So you wash your hair and you make your daddy proud that you're alive
You could jump on the next plane
But you're here
A tarmac riviera
Just another passenger
On the wrong road
You're the cause and the effect
But I suppose you never meant to be it
Here comes the rain
You've been beat on, picked on and fucked with
But you like the words she uses in the order she uses them
Still, you packed up all her bags and you put her on a plane
What are you still doing here?
Why you here?
A tarmac riviera
Just another passenger
On a long road
You're the cause of her affect
But I suppose you never meant to be it
and in this tapestry of bastards we inhabit
When you get the chance to smile you should grab it
At least make a stab at it
Here comes the rain
Do you wanna face your fear of getting wet?
Save a bucket of your tears and fucking drown in it
Here comes the rain

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from George, released August 17, 2015

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