Your White Shirt

Stand me up
Shave my head
Put me in my feet
Push me out
Of the door
I'll race you to the top of the street
Set me up
Knock me off
Give a little grief
Shut my eyes
Push me in
Try your best to keep me underneath
You take the petrol we've got no time to talk
Let's burn this house down and go out for a walk
I can't see your face for the glare
I know that you're somewhere in there
When you're wearing
Your white shirt
You don't need to make a sound
I can see
What's in your pockets
I can see what you've been carrying around
You take the petrol we've got no time to talk
Let's burn this house down and go out for a walk
I can't see your face for the glare
I know that you're somewhere in there

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