In my head I can get so far away...
the colours here are bright not black or grey
And my imaginary friends we always get our way...
The madness never ends and I just want to stay...
But then I wake... to seek... escape... escape... again...
Hey, hey, hey, this day has gone too fast...
With people like you make it seem like it's the last...
Selfish, helpless and not a part of me...
You'll never make me what I don't wanna be
Your words spread around... the same dead town... dead town... and streets
You'll never see what I believe 'till it's...
Sunny... in England... yeah... yeah...
And in the rain... you soak... the pain... and grieve
And all you do is grieve
You'll never see what I believe 'till it's...
Sunny... in England...
Sometimes... I lose... this memory... ain't it good... to be...
In England.
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