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Idea Track by Idle Sons Dear Hugh Miller
And three months on in this bad design won't make it feel any easier
Your grave, it's your grave

I've thought it through for a while but it doesn't get any easier
Dear Hugh Miller
It's four months now from when we started and nothing feels much easier.
I sit and stare in a cork tiled room and it doesn't get much easier.
Your grave, it's your grave

Pretend it works a while, it's transmitted live
Pretend it works a while (you don't try)
Pretend it works a while (don't try)
Pretend it works a while, it's transmitted live
It's four months now from when we started and nothing feels much easier.

I sit and stare in a cork tiled room and it doesn't get much easier.
Dear Hugh Miller,
Your grave, it's your grave

Pretend it works a while, it's transmitted live
Pretend it works a while (you don't try)
Pretend it works a while, it's transmitted live
Pretend it works a while (don't try)

Pretend it works a while, it's transmitted live
Your grave, it's your grave

Pretend it works a while (you don't try)
Pretend it works a while, it's transmitted live
Pretend it works a while (don't try)

I don't care if I don't have an idea track, it's an idea track, it's an idea
I don't care if I don't have an idea track, it's an idea track, it's an idea
Your grave, it's your grave.