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Background information
Origin Budgewoi, New South Wales, Australia
Genre(s) Pop punk
Pop Rock
Years active 2005—present
Website Website
Members
Shaun Diviney
Bradie Webb
Andrew Clemmensen



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"The Back Of My Head" lyrics


( Andy )
It's a late night,
and he comes home,
he thinks of her,
she's all alone
watching tv by an open window,
he wonders if she knows,
he thinks only he knows,
but the days are passing,
and he thinks she'll forget
so we keep it all here,
in the Back of your Head

shadows on the wall who mock me,
make a false sense of security,
I think a deep thought and I try to compare,
My lonely heart to yours,
so you know that I'm there
But the days are passing
and the fire is dead,
so we keep it all here in the back of your head.

( Shaun )
Are you out there?
Are you anywhere?
Just a goodbye just like in my nightmare,
Are you lost without me?
Are you better off dead?
You should keep it all here in the Back of My Head.

( Andy )
I remember that we had no structure,
a lonely park that night I wish I fucked her
looked in your eyes can't remember whether or not
that I wish this night would last forever
now the story is ending
and things are better not said
so we keep it all here in the back of your head

( Shaun )
Are you out there?
Are you anywhere?
Just a goodbye just like in my nightmare,
Are you lost without me?
Are you better off dead?
You should keep it all here in the Back of My Head.

Are you out there?
Are you anywhere?
Just a goodbye just like in my nightmare,
Are you lost without me?
Are you better off dead?
You should keep it all here in the Back of My Head.

Are you out there?
Are you anywhere?
Just a goodbye just like in my nightmare,
Are you lost without me?
Are you better off dead?
You should keep it all here in the Back of My Head.

Goodbye goodbye goodbye goodbye goodb-
Goodbye goodbye goodbye goodbye goodb-

he thinks of her, her, her, her, her, her, her, her

Its a late night and he comes home,
he thinks of her, her, her, her, her, her, her, her

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