Frightened Rabbit – State Hospital (Guitar)

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The half-backflip conception, state hospital birth

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The most threadbare, tall story the country has ever heard

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Brought home to breathe smoke in the arms of her mother

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The blunt kitchen knife who just lays in a submissive position

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Beneath a national weight and the slow arc of a fist

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Her heart beats like a breezeblock thrown down the stairs

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Her blood is thicker than concrete forced to be brave

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She was born into a grave

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And in the limp through years of bored schooling

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She’s accustomed to hearing that she could never run far

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A slipped disc in the spine of community

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A bloody curse word in a pedestrian verse

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Spirits in graveyards and fingers in car parks

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She cries on the high street just to be heard

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A screaming anchor for nothing in particular

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At the foot of the fuck of it dragging her heels in the dirt

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Her heart beats like a breezeblock thrown down the stairs

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Her blood is thicker than concrete forced to be brave

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She was born into a grave

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The cheek of youth flashed red and turned green

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Now she lies on the pavement, she is helped to her feet

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All thighs hair and magpie handbags

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Saturday’s uniform for the ‘fuck me’ parade

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Brought home to keep warm in the arms of a plumber

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Ruddy and balding who just needs a spine to dig into

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A chest for the head and a hand for the holding

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Her heart beats like a breezeblock thrown down the stairs

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Her blood is thicker than concrete forced to be brave

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She was she was

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Her heart beats like a breezeblock thrown down the stairs

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Her blood is thicker than concrete forced to be brave she was she was

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A broken elevator anthem held between floors

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But if blood is thicker than concrete

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All is not lost

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All is not lost

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All is not lost

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All is not lost

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All is not lost