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Second single from the Little Indians
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I don't know what I'm thinking
Waking up at 8 am
Early mornings aren't my thing
Pour some coffee, I'm groggy
Rub the sleep out of my eyes
Glazed like beams of the sunrise
Still adjusting to home life
Make some noise, I'll be just fine
Slip, you fall, you break your jaw
We offer you a chance to call it off
And stop the crooked shit
But you can't even own up to it
Let's split, I quit
I've had enough of this bullshit
Let's split, I quit
I've had enough of it
That's a little more like it
Sleep or not I don't mind it
Get my songs in a neat pile
Hate them all after a while
Slip, you fall, you break your jaw
We offer you a chance to call it off
And stop the crooked shit
But you can't even own up to it
Let's split, I quit
I've had enough of this bullshit
Let's split, I quit
I've had enough of it
Let's split, I quit
I've had enough of this bullshit
Let's split, I quit
I've had enough of it
Some days I wonder if you have any soul at all
Clearly you've no handle on what's right or what is wrong
Some days
Some days, I hate...
Some days, I'm the same
Let's split, I quit
I've had enough of this bullshit
Let's split, I quit
I've had enough of it
Let's split, I quit
I've had enough of this bullshit
Let's split, I quit
I've had enough of it
All I know is gone
It had to be done
credits
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'Let's Split/What Makes You Grin' digital 7", track
released 11 October 2011
Drums performed by Kyle Gibson
Vocals, lyrics and all other instruments: written, composed and performed by Augustine Rampolla
Engineered and produced by Augustine Rampolla at The Studios at The Ridge
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