The Foreign Body - OUTSIDE

Tried and true formation
Sad and cruel frustration
Sweet and tart temptation
It's the old sensation, yeah
With the words so many
With the chords so plenty
With the one too many
With the one too many
Got to slow down, I've had one too many
Got to slow down, I've had one too many
I don't really want to ever go outside
I don't ever really want to go outside
I don't ever really want to go outside
I don't ever really want to go outside
I don't ever really want to go outside
I don't ever really want to go outside
I don't ever really want to go outside
I don't ever really want to go outside
I don't ever really want to go outside
I don't ever really want to go outside
I don't ever really want to go outside
I don't ever really want to go outside
I don't ever really want to go outside
I don't ever really want to go outside
I don't ever really want to go outside
I don't ever really want to go outside
Tried and true formation
Sad and cruel frustration
Sweet and tart temptation
It's the old sensation, yeah
With the words so many
With the chords so plenty
With the one too many
With the one too many
Got to slow down, I've had one too many
Got to slow down, I've had one too many
I don't really want to ever go outside
I don't ever really want to go outside
I don't ever really want to go outside
I don't ever really want to go outside
I don't ever really want to go outside
I don't ever really want to go outside
I don't ever really want to go outside
I don't ever really want to go outside
I don't ever really want to go outside
I don't ever really want to go outside
I don't ever really want to go outside
I don't ever really want to go outside

Written by:
Ibrahim Selanikio, John Barton, Solomon Walker

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The Foreign Body

The Foreign Body

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