Man, dysfunctional noun
Man, throwing dirt losing ground
Man, threaten as you quake
Man, a fallen mistake
Keeping score and making sense
The home team starts and away team ends
I'd write it down but we are friends
To want you... and say goodbye with our eyes
Tenderness holds me
A little too tightly
I never expected
To live on without you
Talk to myself
And hold onto you dearly
I never wanted
Anyone but you near me
Man, unaccountable mate
Man, strong enough to relate
Man, please reason with me
Man, hold me set us free
Each moment spent and message sent
You found it all of benefit
A garnered sense of male regret
Held by you... we say goodbye with our eyes
Strong and unstable
Built more than able
End of a season
In the month of our mothers
Fingertips hold me
A little too lightly
I never wanted
To be or not to be
Free
The football "pitch"
A game with no idea of an ending
Scripted to fail from kick off
It's a fix
A collective dance of anger, failure and pride
Allow it all inside
I felt it from your heart
You felt it from mine
We were winning until we lost mate
Perhaps we never should have put on the shirt
Man United, come undone
Man City built on the fault lines
Man made industry toppled by pathos and arrogance
Tenderness holds me
A little too tightly
I never expected
To live on without you
Talk to myself
And hold onto you dearly
I never wanted
Anyone but you near me
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Man, dysfunctional noun
Man, throwing dirt losing ground
Man, threaten as you quake
Man, a fallen mistake
Keeping score and making sense
The home team starts and away team ends
I'd write it down but we are friends
To want you... and say goodbye with our eyes
Tenderness holds me
A little too tightly
I never expected
To live on without you
Talk to myself
And hold onto you dearly
I never wanted
Anyone but you near me
Man, unaccountable mate
Man, strong enough to relate
Man, please reason with me
Man, hold me set us free
Each moment spent and message sent
You found it all of benefit
A garnered sense of male regret
Held by you... we say goodbye with our eyes
Strong and unstable
Built more than able
End of a season
In the month of our mothers
Fingertips hold me
A little too lightly
I never wanted
To be or not to be
Free
The football "pitch"
A game with no idea of an ending
Scripted to fail from kick off
It's a fix
A collective dance of anger, failure and pride
Allow it all inside
I felt it from your heart
You felt it from mine
We were winning until we lost mate
Perhaps we never should have put on the shirt
Man United, come undone
Man City built on the fault lines
Man made industry toppled by pathos and arrogance
Tenderness holds me
A little too tightly
I never expected
To live on without you
Talk to myself
And hold onto you dearly
I never wanted
Anyone but you near me
Man, throwing dirt losing ground
Man, threaten as you quake
Man, a fallen mistake
Keeping score and making sense
The home team starts and away team ends
I'd write it down but we are friends
To want you... and say goodbye with our eyes
Tenderness holds me
A little too tightly
I never expected
To live on without you
Talk to myself
And hold onto you dearly
I never wanted
Anyone but you near me
Man, unaccountable mate
Man, strong enough to relate
Man, please reason with me
Man, hold me set us free
Each moment spent and message sent
You found it all of benefit
A garnered sense of male regret
Held by you... we say goodbye with our eyes
Strong and unstable
Built more than able
End of a season
In the month of our mothers
Fingertips hold me
A little too lightly
I never wanted
To be or not to be
Free
The football "pitch"
A game with no idea of an ending
Scripted to fail from kick off
It's a fix
A collective dance of anger, failure and pride
Allow it all inside
I felt it from your heart
You felt it from mine
We were winning until we lost mate
Perhaps we never should have put on the shirt
Man United, come undone
Man City built on the fault lines
Man made industry toppled by pathos and arrogance
Tenderness holds me
A little too tightly
I never expected
To live on without you
Talk to myself
And hold onto you dearly
I never wanted
Anyone but you near me
Writer: Robin Footitt
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