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Oblivious

Friday, June 11th, 2010

Words and music by Roddy Frame

From the mountain tops down to the sunny street,
A different drum is playing a different kind of beat.
It’s like a mystery that never ends.
I see you crying and I want to kill your friends.

Chorus:
I hear your footsteps in the street,
It won’t be long before we meet,
It’s...