Underworld and Ewen Bremner - Eventually But (Spud's Letter to Gail)

Now I'm sat on a chair outside the door
Of a corridor
A blue door, locked door
I'm tryin' not to be noticed
Here comes a face
I know that face
It smiles at me

And silent, and silent, and silent

Written by:
Karl Hyde, Rick Smith

Publisher:
Lyrics © Mute Song Limited

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