R U Lonely - Graham Coxon
When all the nights are dream
And not really what they seem
I cut my hair in spite
And set my hands on fire
R U lonely?
R U lonely?
R U lonely?
In the daylight hours
I go out and kill the flowers
Faces all too clear
Keep on looming near
R U lonely?
R U lonely?
R U lonely?
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