"Untitled" as written by Brett Anderson and Richard Oakes....
Will you be my lover?
Will you be the one?
Will you be like no other?
For how long?

And yes, I'll be your wild flower
Grown through the concrete
Conceived to the drumbeat of the stars

And I'm just a stupid guy
Crushed like a, a butterfly
Dead-eyed at the drive-by
In a car

And like flies on a windscreen
And like insects in glue
We could stick together
If you wanted to

And yes, I'll be your wild flower
Grown through the concrete streets
And born to the back beat of the stars

And I'm just a stupid guy
Crushed like a, like a butterfly
Dead-eyed like the drive-by
In a car

And I'm dead-eyed at the drive by
In a car


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