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Practise fake calling my dad,
So it will look like there's somebody tough
Waiting for me to walk in the door,
After the sun has gone down,
And I set on home
Up a street that's familiar to me,
Past that big group of figures
That force my gaze downwards
'Til I can't see past my feet.

Practise pretending I know what to do when I see it,
Practise pretending I understand what not to say.

Stupid girl,
Stupid girl.

Sometimes I call you instead,
And I'll pray that you've not gone to bed,
And I'll make sure you know where I am,
As I make my way home
Down the street all alone.

Practise pretending I know what to do when I see it,
Practise pretending I understand what not to say.

Stupid girl,
Stupid girl.

I don't wanna go out tonight,
I just wanna sleep right tonight.

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