Annabelle, Annabelle
Where'd you run off to?
Annabelle, oh Annabelle
I'm lost wi
Won't you please step inside?
Something to show, something to share
My
Dead end girl on the outside looking in
On a dead
This garden's growing hunger like your growing fly trap smile
This
Tell me heather
Why do you never answer the phone?
When it
[Originally by Stone Roses]
I don't have to sell my soul
He's
The night is falling, thank God
I hear the calling of
Bring your bored, bring your broken hearted
Got a vessel that
We came down with a crushing might
I might be mistaken
We
I've been watching you up in the corner
Watching you from
(instrumental)
When routine bites hard and ambitions are low
And resentment rides
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