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I find myself
At the point where we kissed first
On a rooftop
Overlooking the East London mosque
They said, they said, they said, they said
You can't go around breaking young girl's hearts
I said, I said, I said, I said
Keep at casual, easy thing
And you looked so right
In that red dress
Oh how I'd love
To be a rock for you
To be anything
You could rely on
So I'll try, I'll try, I'll try, I'll try
But I'll get caught out
So we'll try, we'll try, we'll try, we'll try
But we'll forget the lines, forget the lines
And you looked so thwarted
In the back of the car
Like you could thwart
A hundred wars
Save my letters
Where we can first call
By the bedroom door
And kitchen floor
(I tried, I tried, I tried)
All my letters
I'm too young
To be the father
To a son
(I tried, I tried, I tried)
Forgive me Oscar
At the point where we kissed first
On a rooftop
Overlooking the East London mosque
They said, they said, they said, they said
You can't go around breaking young girl's hearts
I said, I said, I said, I said
Keep at casual, easy thing
And you looked so right
In that red dress
Oh how I'd love
To be a rock for you
To be anything
You could rely on
So I'll try, I'll try, I'll try, I'll try
But I'll get caught out
So we'll try, we'll try, we'll try, we'll try
But we'll forget the lines, forget the lines
And you looked so thwarted
In the back of the car
Like you could thwart
A hundred wars
Save my letters
Where we can first call
By the bedroom door
And kitchen floor
(I tried, I tried, I tried)
All my letters
I'm too young
To be the father
To a son
(I tried, I tried, I tried)
Forgive me Oscar
Lyrics submitted by StateOfFlux, edited by pumpkinsoul, hongbody
Letter to My Son Lyrics as written by Kele Okereke Gordon Moakes
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
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"But we forget the lies, forget the lies
And you looked so wanton in the back of the car Like you could start/stop a hundred wars
See what trouble we could both cause By the bedroom door, the kitchen floor I tried, I tried, I tried Oh Marlana im to young To be the father to our son I tried, I tried, I tried
Forgive me Oscar