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So I'm on my own Far from my broken home And it costs Feels like ten below Pack me off to school Innocence and trust Are all lost Where did my childhood go? Calling from the pay phone Trying not to cry Feeling I am dying Telling you I'm fine You tell me it's the making of me That's a fucking lie When's the holidays? Holidays, holidays I'm at the bottom of my bed Headphones on my head John Peel's show Feels like ten below The sky's a dull gunmetal Where did the sun go? And it rains and rains Feels like ten below Turning on the weaker ones When we were bored I used to have feelings But all I feel's a hole Is where the heart is And the organ praise the lord When's the holidays? Holidays, holidays He's at war, he's at war With himself at the world He's at war He will strike first to anticipate He's at war Don't know how to relate Feels like a Cold War spy If I'm caught, take the easy way out