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You might find that you text this At 2am to the girl you never slept with But never mind At times thinking she's the best fit Eccentric Forever elegant with them best bits The next this text hits Starts to wriggle where you left it A sugar soaked sentiment for sceptics Then start to giggle as the ridicule reflects this Stress, second guess Now you wish you didn't send this 'Cause you don't mean what you said in that text And you don't mean what you'll be telling her next You just feel a little lonely Needing someone to press your forehead against chest When you're needing a rest This stress got you falling apart No facade in your heart 'Cause it's all that you are But now you feel a false start's got you calling your past And they ain't answering you Nah 'Cause it's all in a laugh --- +44 - Loyle Carner