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It Burns
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I can't control this feeling
Your eyes cry when they see me
Can't get it's stupid meaning
Your lips smile when they feel me
I know it's not your fault at all
But no-one knows who it belongs to
I try to put me in their place
Would I know what to say
Inside me there's a fire
You tell me all about it
That only makes it higher
There's something fair about it
I know it's not your fault at all
But no-one knows who it belongs to
I try to put me in their place
Would I know what to say
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Pot Nudos Glasgow, UK
A small sachet packed full of flavoursome riffs and seasonal rhythms, straight out of our noodle garage
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