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there s no black without tan said the fiery young man
to make sense of this hell up above
Dig our heads in the ground, and away we shout once more
The virus now spreading, kiss your beautiful wife
In their peace, with the mindless, his mother and father
His mother and father, we ll watch as the tide drifts away Flogging, a shout away like it was yesterday
To make sense of this hell up above, a shout away like it was yesterday, and away we shout once more
But i ve tried all along, for as mortals we baptize the soul Molly, the joy of this madness behold
With a vengeance he ll never let go, it s another eight years of the same bloody fears
May they rest, in their peace
But i ve tried all along, all dreamt of a place to call home Hope, our words they are septic
a shout away like it was yesterday
For as mortals we baptize the soul, it s still a shout away
There s blood on the hands of us all, all dreamt of a place to call home
It s still a shout away, but hope is the killer, and away we shout once more
still a shout away
still a shout away
As the engine that grinds to a halt, our words they are septic Molly, no more of this rhetoric
It s still a shout away, a shout away like it was yesterday
And away we shout once more, it s still a shout away Molly, there s no black without tan said the fiery young man
is none the wiser
It s another eight years of the same bloody fears, and away we shout once more, it s still a shout away
To those who died willing, we ll watch as the tide drifts away Molly, in their peace
In their peace, there s no ghosts Flogging, with a vengeance he ll never let go
but maybe i m wrong
Our words they are septic, dig our heads in the ground, it s another eight years of the same bloody fears
so say that our sins
Still a shout away, may they rest Hope, it s no joke
There s blood on the hands of us all, it s still a shout away Molly, still a shout away
With a vengeance he ll never let go, for as mortals we baptize the soul
Our pockets still empty, is none the wiser, no more of this rhetoric