Concrete (Live from London) [Bonus Track]

Got me in my hotel room
 
 More pillows I could ever use
 I think they call it luxury
 
 But it doesn't make a difference to me
 Cause I sleep on a bed that's made of concrete
 Just the two of us and no sheet
 Just your feet rubbing up against my
 
 Staring at the picture on the wall
 
 Yeah it's pretty clever but it's got no soul
 Show me your masterpiece
 And it wouldn't make difference to me
 Cause I sleep on a bed that's made of concrete
 Just the two of us and no sheet
 Just your feet rubbing up against my
 Oh rubbing up against my
 Oh rubbing up against my
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 Oh rubbing up against my
 I see all these aeroplane's
 But I just wanna walk
 Baby, it's happening
 But I just wanna talk
 So baby won't you come back
 Oh I need something real
 I sleep on a bed that's made of concrete
 Just the two of us and no sheet's
 Just your feet rubbing up against my
 I sleep on a bed that's made of concrete
 Just the two of us and no sheet
 Just your feet rubbing up against my
 Rubbing up against my
 Oh rubbing up against my
 Oh rubbing up against my
 Rubbing up against my
 Just rubbing up against my
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 Rubbing up against my
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 Rubbing up against my