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Jun 2015
Welcome to ‘The be all and end all’,
We ask that you end all and that all,
Is that all, Sir?

Always stuck in the loneliest place,
It’s not about where you are,
No offense it’s just your personal space,
Always been an addict of pain,
She says stop being so dramatic,
Sorry it’s just a habit,
Of being hung out to dry in the rain

Now the be all and end all is not all we have now,
The be all and end all won’t ever show you how

Taking my time, the tick-tocks are mine,
And not yours to count,
There’s a monkey sitting on my shoulder,
He’s been to space but can’t get back down,
Always getting looks from the mirror,
Changing is the risk that you take,
A stranger couldn’t look no stranger

There’s got to be something,
Someone, somewhere who can make me feel anything at all,
There’s got to be something,
Someone, somewhere that’s real

Now the be all and end all is not all we have now,
The be all and end all won’t ever show you how,
The be all and end all is not the end,
All the be all and end all’s is not all we have now,
The be all and end all won’t ever show you how,
It all ends at ‘The be all and end all’
Bryn Dawes
Written by
Bryn Dawes  Essex
(Essex)   
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