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Myth - Keane
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Myth Keane

Myth - Keane
[Verse 1]
You built it up brick by brick
Put your heart into this baseless myth
Nurtured it like a child
And dressed its wounds when it ran wild
You stopped to fix your face
Someone else stepped in and took your place
Now everything you once knew
Is running circles around you

[Pre-Chorus 1]
A car door slamming in your road
It jolts you like a kick inside
A year old message on your phone
That catches you when you can’t hide

[Chorus]
I see you in the service station sign
I see you in the supermarket line
I see you silhouetted on a wall
But I don’t see myself there at all

[Verse 2]
This vessel of Balsa wood
Is the fag-end tale of the neighbourhood
The busying cast confer
And get their taste of the drama
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