Paroles My Finest Hour de Lodger (The)

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You're on a holidayYou never wantedIt's nice to get awayThis flat is hauntedI made some plans to stayWith those who know meBut now you've made a playAnd now you throw meInto your arms, I have no choiceAnd in your palms, I have no voiceThis is my finest hourWho's given all this power to me?This is my finest hourThough it has all gone sour for meThis is my finest hourWho's given all this power to me?There comes a time to makeA big decisionTo plan your great escapeWith great precisionYou always were a fakeAnd superficialThe lengths that you would takeIt's now officialShout from the roof, and the top ofyour voiceYou have your proof, and you've madeyour choiceThis is my finest hourWho's given all this power to me?This is my finest hourThough it has all gone sour for meThis is my finest hourWho's given all this power to me?Let's see you without your make-upAnd try to clear up this messYou're crying but all that it takes upIs both of our unhappinessThis is my finest hourWho's given all this power to me?This is my finest hourThough it has all gone sour for meThis is my finest hourWho's given all this power to me?

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