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Brown Bird
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Some Boys' Scars
I enjoy your sense of sadness So I endure your happy thoughts I disguise disease as madness You could see the scars In the blackness of my heart
Some boys bide their time distilling Carboys full of homemade wine While the ladies drink their fill in And stumble down the hall Causing other birds to brawl
A man ain't worth his matter If he don't work for a dime And he don't improve the silence when he Starts to speak his mind 'Cause the air is hot enough here Takes a blizzard to cool it down And the snowflakes are prayers answered Blocking out unwanted sounds Like empty words of politicians Who variate the pitch of their useless noise Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com And the airwaves filled with fools Kissing the asses of big important boys
Signs are dead On your end
Signs are dead On your end
Signs are dead On your end
Signs are dead On your end
Signs are dead On your end
Signs are dead On your end
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