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Robot Tennis Club - Middle of June lyrics

Artist: Robot Tennis Club

album: If These Walls Could Talk, You Wouldn't Listen


Over before it began
With no place to restart
And no plan to reprimand
Silence felt infinite
My hopes became diminished
This isn't the life that I'd imagined us living
Middle of June
With no one left to confuse
You're taking your time
To come to grips with
My unfurnished interest
And misleading cues
This is the last time I'll think of you
And now you can't catch me
I'm running away from the start
And now I won't be seen
Inviting myself in your heart
The asphalt of the road trip
Was paved with broken ribs
And broken promises
I didn't mean to hurt you
I didn't know I could do
That to someone
All clad in armor but I'm holding the gun
And now you can't catch me
I'm running away from the start
And now I won't be seen
Inviting myself in your heart
I can't understand how this time
Went straight to your head
And I find
The way that I am
Goes back to front, back to front
And over again
I can't understand how this time
Went straight to your head
And I find
The way that I am
Goes back to front, back to front
And over again

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