Forgotten Pleasures - Findlay

I would crush so close to you

We’d count clouds in planes

Baby pink and blue

Deep in the lust between the looks

All the games we played

All the drugs we took

These thoughts often come along

Forgotten pleasures

Coming back strong

Forgotten pleasures

Coming back strong

When you weren’t there to comfort me

I would pity those

Who pitied me

Unemployed and oversexed

I revelled in

Being a fucking mess

These thoughts often come along

Forgotten pleasures

Coming back strong

Forgotten pleasures

Coming back strong

And we were bad but it was fun

Forgotten pleasures

Coming back strong

Forgotten pleasures

Coming back strong

And I hate that you still turn me on

Forgotten pleasures

Coming back strong

Forgotten pleasures

Coming back strong

He goes far but he don’t go away

He comes back with a bang, bang

He goes far but he don’t go away