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The 1975 - Part of the Band (Lyrics)

Do you know all the lyrics to The 1975's "Part Of The Band"?
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Answer
She
was
part
of
the
Air
Force,
I
was
part
of
the
band
I
always
used
to
bust
into
her
hand
In
my,
my,
my
imagination
I
was
living
my
best
life,
living
with
my
parents
Way
before
the
Answer
paying
penance
and
verbal
propellants
And
my,
my,
my
cancellations,
hm,
yeah
And
I
fell
in
love
with
a
boy,
it
was
kinda
lame
I
was
Rimbaud
and
he
was
Paul
Verlaine
In
my,
my,
my
imagination
So
many
cringes
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and
heroin
binges
I
was
coming
off
the
hinges,
living
on
the
fringes
Of
my,
my,
my
imagination,
oh
yeah
Enough
about
me
now
"You
gotta
talk
about
the
people,
baby"
(But
that's
kind
of
the
idea)
Now
I'm
home,
somewhere
I
don't
like
Eating
Answer
stuff
off
of
motorbikes
Coming
to
her
lookalikes
I
can't
get
the
language
right
Just
tell
me
what's
unladylike
I
know
some
Vaccinista
tote
bag
chic
baristas
Sitting
in
east
on
their
Communista
keisters
Writing
about
their
ejaculations
"I
Answer
like
my
men
like
I
like
my
coffee
Full
of
soy
milk
and
so
sweet,
it
won't
offend
anybody"
Whilst
staining
the
pages
of
The
Nation,
oh,
yeah
A
Xanax
and
a
Newport
"Well
I
take
care
of
my
Answer
kids",
she
said
The
worst
inside
of
us
begets
That
feeling
on
the
internet
It's
like
someone
intended
it
(Like
advertising
cigarettes)
A
diamond
in
the
rough
begets
The
diamond
with
a
scruff
you
get
Am
I
ironically
woke?
The
butt
of
Answer
my
joke?
Or
am
I
just
some
post-coke,
average,
skinny
bloke
Calling
his
ego
imagination?
I've
not
picked
up
that
in
a
thousand
four
hundred
days
And
nine
hours
and
sixteen
minutes,
babe
It's
kind
of
my
daily
iteration
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