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Every Time I Die
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Cities And Years
Lyricist:Jordan Buckley, Keith Buckley, Michael Novak, Andy Williams
Play with the bow at the bridge Tune your voices to minor chords This is the lowest we've ever been Until we bend for the offering
We're giving a knee jerk response to the awe
We come strapped to the bed On display from the duty of tour Oh they picked up the signals We tapped to the prisoners
Our sea legs were lost on the march From the graves to the cross We brandish the plague of the middleman's heart Sing the rats through the gate
I was still in one piece When they tied me to the back of the car But I met the road and I've slept With thousands of miles since the day I was born
Our shoes are milled to the sole And our souls are skin and bones If I'm but a stranger still Just move the severed pieces around
So course is the world We're going back and forth And back and forth Grinding our bodies into dust
Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com We'll never make it home alive We'll never make it home alive We'll never make it home alive Play with the bow at the bridge
All the girls by the enemy line All the girls by the enemy line
Woe, such remarkable woe Hold sight of him Hold sight of him Point him out
I was still in one piece When they tied me to the back of the car But I met the road and I've slept With thousands of miles since the day I was born
Our shoes are milled to the sole And our souls are skin and bone If I'm but a stranger still Just move the severed pieces around
So course is the world We're going back and forth And back and forth Grinding our bodies into dust
War come with us home War come with us home War come with us home War come with us home
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