Monday, 6 February 2012

It's a touchy subject and I like to tiptoe round the shit going down

There's a man who works at the same place as me and it's dead awkward when I'm on my own with him I'm sure he's nice and everything but we just can't speak to each other haha we act like the other isn't there

Lyrics: pack up / Eliza Doolittle

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