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we’re sitting on the red couch that used to be brown / i made a mess and the stains wouldn’t come out / i passed out with nothing in mind / the stains remained until we got the hole thing dyed / we’re sitting on the red couch that used to be brown / i don’t know about you but i’m feeling down / i feel like i am covered in honey / it’s sweet but it ain’t funny / we like to blame it on the central heating / that never works quite right / the heat slows down our senses / our hands are tied / if we take it out on each other / we only make things worse / we’re ticking bombs waiting to burst / we’re sitting on the red couch that used to be brown / reading stories about how people found / a way out of their misery / most of them hard to believe / we’re sitting on the red couch that used to be brown / maybe we’ should have thrown it out / or made a fire and burned it down / i wonder where we’d sit know / we like to blame it on the central heating / that never works quite right / the heat slows down our senses / our hands are tied / if we take it out on each other we only make things worse / we’re ticking bombs waiting to burst
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