If You Repeat c/w Unnatural Selection
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1. If You Repeat
2. Unnatural Selection (new acoustic version)
The first of ButterflyPolite's year of monthly singles!
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released 15 September 2009
Words & Music A.Jenkinson
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- Track Name: If You Repeat
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If you repeat
A word of what was said then you'll
Live to regret it or be dead instead of free.
The truth will not release you, unfortunately.
If you take it to the grave
You'll be doing us both a favour
Play these memory games, or do it again.
If I repeat the same mistakes again
I'd need to clear my name or die of shame
The pain remains
Internal bleeding is leaving me drained.
If you take it to the grave
You'll be doing us both a favour
Play these memory games, or do it again.
We swim around
Our goldfish bowl evolved yet still we drowned
Until we found that seven seconds later
We meet and make the same mistakes
That are greatly over-rated lately.
If you repeat
As I reiterate
Is it too late to swallow the words you breathe
These hollow deeds will asphyxiate me.
If you take it to the grave
You'll be doing us both a favour
Play these memory games
And don't be afraid
To do it again.
- Track Name: Unnatural Selection (new acoustic version)
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You've not got classically beautiful eyes
And you'd have to agree
That there's no beautifuller sight than them gazing at me
Is this attraction in reverse a blessing or a curse upon me
You've not got the physique of a model
And you'll never walk the catwalks and
You talk harsh and drink from the bottle
But that's forgotten by the time I pop the cork
Is this attraction in reverse a blessing or a curse upon me
Where the worse I'll be is happy
Is a case of un-natural selection
You ain't perfect - you're better than perfection
Can't you understand what I'm saying
And don't you hear that orchestra playing
Shouldn't there be violins and slushy strings and everything
When I look at you the way I do
You've not got a sense of style to die for
You're very individual
But I can't help but smile more
When I see you in those little clothes
You've not got what it takes to win a Nobel prize
But then neither have I
And you seem to manage just alright with what you've got
I'll stand aside and I won't criticize
Is this attraction in reverse a blessing or a curse upon me
Where the worse I'll be is happy
Is a case of un-natural selection
You ain't perfect - you're better than perfection
Can't you understand what I'm saying
And don't you hear that orchestra playing
Shouldn't there be violins and slushy strings and everything
When I look at you the way I do