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Intro
FCDmC
Verse
FCDmC
I spy with my little tired eye
Tiny as a firefly
A pebble that we picked up last July
Down deep inside your pocket
We almost forgot it
Does it ever miss Wicklow sometimes?
Ooh ooh
Chorus
FCDmC
They said the end is comin’
Everyone’s up to somethin’
I find myself runnin' home to your sweet nothings
Outside they’re push and shovin’
You're in the kitchen hummin’
All that you ever wanted from me was sweet nothin’
Bridge
FEmDmC
Industry disruptors and soul deconstructors
And smooth-talking hucksters out glad-handing each other
And the voices that implore 'You should be doing more ‘
To you I can admit that I’m just too soft for all of it
Ooh
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