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Lincoln Le Fevre & The Insiders


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Lincoln Le Fevre & The Insiders
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I first heard her name right before grand final day
Before the wind came through the trees like a serenade
She said "you're so naive if you really think that much of me."
But I'd rather that than give up hope that for every slight
And every stumble that leaves you on your knees
There's some kid long left behind
And every bruise that is still gonna leave
Little triggers for you to find
And then she turned to me
And said that she respectfully disagreed
But in every kid there's an arsehole who don't know right
Because what all this means is maybe she won't think the worst of me
When in a matter of time there's a fumble and there's a fight
And her hand shot up to hold her hat down
Nearly lost on the cruellest breeze
"I can't promise that I won't let you down
But you won't get tired of me
And you're half right
That I'm always so naive;
Not to believe in you
But that you might believe in me
So you're half right that I'll always be naive
But I can't prove you wrong if you're gone by summer


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