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It's hard to describe this feeling of wastingThat I've had these last three monthsIt's hard to ignore the feeling of quarter lifeThat I've had since I was nineteenAnd you always told me you liked my hair better shortAnd you always told me you liked me better beforeI've seen enough parks and parking lotsTo last me my whole lifeAnd I've seen enough smiling facesTo make me think it's worth itBut it doesn't stop me swingingAnd I can't bear another summer awayThis isn't what you think ofWhen you think of what you wantedThis isn't what you think ofWhen you think of what you plannedThis isn't what you think ofWhen you think of what you wantedThis isn't what you think of if I'm your manAnd you always told me you liked my hair better shortAnd you always told me you liked me better beforeAnd it doesn't stop me swingingSongtexteAnd I can't bear another summer awayFrom all of thisIt doesn't stop me swingingAnd I can't bear another summer awayFrom all of this Aus Songtexte Mania