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It's a tricky thing for a boy to acknowledge
Like the reading list you couldn't face at college
The same old answer to a different question
Take a snapshot view at your own discretion

You see I once saw things in black and white
Until the grey inbetween kept me up all night
Now I'm making choices that invite derision
Or I'm trapped in headlights by indecision
I met a girl with a mystic camera
She took three pictures and they showed me random
She said "That's strange! It showed the same thing to me.
That's just all it sees."

It's the broadband point that's beyond reception
The chi-squared test that defies assessment
The perfect choice when you felt indifferent
The sinking feeling when you know where the days went
I've lost my thread, I've lost my hindsight
Misfortune coming up on my blind side
It overtakes and leaves a slipstream for me

I turned round slowly when I heard my name
Five years older and I still look the same
I've got the same old bike, with the same front wheel
A whole stack of messages for me to deal with
I'm losing sleep, I'm two stone lighter
I'd kill for money but I'm not a fighter
It's all a game
It's running circles round me