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don't forget the songs that saved your life

The Smiths
Rubber Ring

A sad fact widely known
How the most impassionate song to a lonely soul
Is so easily outgrown

But don't forget the songs that made you smile
And the songs that made you cry
When you lay in awe on the bedroom floor
And said: "Oh, smother me, Mother..."

The passing of time and of all its crimes
Is making me sad again
The passing of time and all of its sickening crimes
Is making me sad again

But don't forget the songs that made you cry
And the songs that saved your life
Yes, you're older now and you're a cleaver swine
But they were the only ones that stood by you

The passing of time leaves empty lives
Waiting to be filled
The passing of time leaves empty lives
Waiting to be filled

I'm here with a cause i'm holding a torch
In the corner of your room can you hear me?
And when you're dancing and laughing and finally living
Hear my voice in your head and think of me kindly

Do you love me like you used to ?
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