This is my face, covered in freckles with an occasional spot and some veins. 

This is my body, covered in skin, and not all of it you can see 

And, this, is my mind, it goes over and over the same old lines 

And, this, is my brain, it's torturous analytical thoughts make me go insane 



And I use mouthwash 

Sometimes I floss 

I got a family 

And I drink cups of tea 



* I've got nostalgic pavements 

I've got familar faces 

I've got a mixed-up memory 

And I've got favourite places 



And I'm singing oh oh on a Friday night 

And I'm singing oh oh on a Friday night and I hope everything's going to be alright 



This is my face, I've got a thousand opinions and not the time to explain 

And this is my body, and no matter how you try and disable it, I'll still be here 

And, this, is my mind, and although you try to infringe you cannot confine 

And, this, is my brain, and even if you try and hold me back there's nothing that you can gain 



Because I use mouthwash 

Sometimes I floss 

I got a family 

And I drink cups of tea 



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And I'm singing oh oh on a Friday night 

And I'm singing oh oh on a Friday night 

And I'm singing oh oh on a Friday night and I hope everything's going to be alright 

And I'm sitting at home on a Friday night and I hope everything's going to be alright 

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