| No mercy baby always crying
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| No open the sea out on the water
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| I see the world through so much poison
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| Didn’t bury his own father
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| Just a few years ago she told you
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| «We think it’s new but the future is older»
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| I can’t understand how the world could hold up
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| All this pain and all this weight
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| I’m not asking you to just wait for tomorrow
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| Deep in your chest stay sequestered and somber
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| Now instead I guess I’ll smash my fists on the walls of
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| This emptiness, baby, this house inside
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| If you could hope so much, change everything!
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| But you know the future holds more deadly, deadly things!
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| And I can’t help you out unless you tell me, tell me things!
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| And who could have ever known you were running on empty, empty babe?!
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| When your face is opened up, there’s so many, many things!
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| These stories of the world before any, anything
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| Had crawled out on this globe, these deadly, deadly things!
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| Yet you came back for me, such a pretty, pretty thing…
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| Yet you came back for me
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| Such a pretty, pretty thing
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| The future is older than the past
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| Every new day carries the weight of the last
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| The future is older than the past
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| Every new day carries the weight of the last
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| Ya if I could I’d hold your face in my hand and stop your sighing
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| «Oh I know this earth, this earth is just so giant
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| Got you thinking that you’re nothing»
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| But mama your pain and your silence
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| Fills my future with such hopeless
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| Hopeless fear that the world won’t be my home that
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| My heart can’t bear this journey through the night! |