“Get Me Away From Here, I’m Dying” by Belle and Sebastian

Said the hero in the story, “It is mightier than swords. I could kill you sure, but I could only make you cry with these words”

Ooh! Get me away from here I’m dying
Play me a song to set me free
Nobody writes them like they used to
So it may as well be me
Here on my own now after hours
Here on my own now on a bus
Think of it this way
You could either be successful or be us
With our winning smiles, and us
With our catchy tunes and words
Now we’re photogenic
You know, we don’t stand a chance

Oh, I’ll settle down with some old story about a boy who’s just like me.

Thought there was love in everything and everyone. You’re so naive!”

After a while they always get it. They always reach a sorry end. Still, it was worth it as I turned the pages solemnly, and then, with a winning smile, the boy with naivety succeeds. At the final moment, I cried.

I always cry at endings.

Oh, that wasn’t what I meant to say at all
From where I’m sitting, rain
Falling against the lonely tenement
Has set my mind to wander
Into the windows of my lovers
They never know unless I write
“This is no declaration, I just thought I’d let you know goodbye”
Said the hero in the story
“It is mightier than swords
I could kill you sure but

Cry with these words
Cry with these words

Get me away I’m dying
Get me away I’m dying
Oh, I’m dying
Oh, I’m dying
Oh, I’m dying

Get me away I’m dying
Get me away I’m dying
Oh, I’m dying
Oh, I’m dying
Oh, I’m dying

CPE

I'm routinely overestimated.

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