| Call To Arms |
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| Wake me up radio, wake me up forecaster |
| Be still my heart, what’s this new disaster? |
| My main muse is self-eradication |
| We all need inspiration, don’t we? |
| Your misfortune is my winning card |
| Your new disaster is my call to arms |
| I make my cold calls strictly after hours |
| I’m proud to serve with my flock of scavengers |
| And fellow cowards, suit up |
| Boldly battling market saturation |
| With no standing ovation for me |
| Your unknown is at my home address |
| When you’re displaced is when I come to collect |
| I like a good wreck, what can I say? |
| I’m the looter at your uprising |
| I live and breathe silver lining |
| I’m the pickpocket improvising in the crowd |
Lyrics Call To Arms - Blue Sky Black Death
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Song from the album: Third Party
In the genre:Альтернатива
Release date:06.09.2010
Song language:English
Record label:Fake Four Music (ASCAP)
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