Nhạc sĩ: Paul Weller
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I've come undone
It's too late to fix it
I just exist
On my own
On my own
I'm a real gold kid
Sophisticated
I can't believe I look
When I see him in the mirror
I'm just a science problem
Quarantine is over, so
I have to put a tip in a thing
I've never been around
It's too late to move
On my own
On my own
On my own
On my own
On my own
On my own
Baby waiting to be found
A sheep is ready to be shown
I'm a king in different straws
A lazy cub that never crawls
I need to beat this level bound
I'm a loser cause I never found
I'm not a runner to play well
I'm entirely on my own
I'm on a call between angels
I've never been around so much
I'm a sleep angel
Waiting to awake
Stoned to the trench
Back to bed again
On my own
On my own
On my own
On my own