Inspiral Carpets - This Is How It Feels to Be Lonely Lyrics
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This Is How It Feels to Be Lonely
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What Are The Lyrics For This Is How It Feels to Be Lonely By Inspiral Carpets?
Husband don't know what he's done
Kids don't know what's wrong with mum She can't say, they can't see Putting it down to another bad day Daddy don't know what he's done Kids don't know what's wrong with mum So this is how it feels to be lonely This is how it feels to be small This is how it feels when your word means nothing at all Black car drives through the town Some guy from the top estate Left a note for a local girl And yet he had it all on a plate So this is how it feels to be lonely (feels to be lonely) This is how it feels to be small (feels to be small) This is how it feels when your word means nothing at all Husband don't know what he's done Kids don't know what's wrong with mum She can't say, they can't see Putting it down to another bad day So this is how it feels to be lonely (feels to be lonely) This is how it feels to be small (feels to be small) This is how it feels when your word means nothing at all So this is how it feels to be lonely (feels to be lonely) This is how it feels to be small (feels to be small) This is how it feels when your word means nothing at all Nothing at all Nothing at all |
Who Wrote This Is How It Feels to Be Lonely By Inspiral Carpets?
Clinton David Boon, Craig Douglas Gill, Graham Paul Lambert, Martyn John Walsh, Thomas William Hingley
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