Paroles: Editors. The Back Room. Fall.

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With my eyes closed I'll look closer
I'll always remember

Juggernauts screaming to a stop
Sound like devils are laughing

I wanted to see
I wanted to see
I wanted to see this for myself
I wanted to see
I wanted to see
I wanted to see this for myself

These dark pubs we drink in
Somehow light up when I'm with you

I wanted to see
I wanted to see
I wanted to see this for myself
I wanted to see
I wanted to see
I wanted to see this for myself

I wanted to see
I wanted to see
I wanted to see this for myself
I wanted to see
I wanted to see
I wanted to see this for myself

For myself
For myself
For myself
Self, self