| Sheep-ridden country
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| They pretend that’s it’s so free
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| Falling, they’re bleeding
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| Never really question why they die
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| Swim in the lake of death
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| Eaten by crocodiles
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| So
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| No-one saw, no-one cares
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| Can you see beyond this?
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| Or does everything swamp your mind?
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| I don’t like the way
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| Tradition makes people believe
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| Like a robot saying: «All be happy»
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| My point exactly
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| You see
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| You’re all the same
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| Dirty, fuckers gone insane
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| Hope there’s an earthquake and it swallows all evil
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| Open
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| Your mouth
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| Maybe
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| You’ll find life
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| One day
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| You may see
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| Listen, these words may well
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| Teach you
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| To appreciate
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| Yourself
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| And not to follow
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| Live before dying
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| But don’t-be a-lone
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| This is not life you’re living now
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| Don’t let the fuckers make you frown
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| Look in their eyes, there’s nothing true
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| It’s up to you what you’re gonna do
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| This is your life, do not ignore
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| Look deep within, is there something more?
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| Think what to do before you act
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| Bleed on the floor 'til you…
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| (Just try
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| To think your
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| Own thoughts)
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| Sheep-ridden country
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| They pretend it’s so free
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| Falling, they’re bleeding
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| But never really question why they die
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| So when you fall people watch you as you start to bleed
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| No pay per view, this show is free
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| You must ask yourself
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| Why am I here and what for.
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| And when you die
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| People, they will always cry
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| Only one thing is that you must be
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| Yourself while you’re living
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| Live
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| Life
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| Live
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| Life
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| NOW!
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| To be like all the same
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| Dammit, there’s no use
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| For you to have a name
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| Sheep 1 & sheep 2
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| The 2 of you
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| You really need to speak
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| I’ll listen to you
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| Before you bleed
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| To be untrue
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| Bleed…
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| Live Life (x 9)
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| Life Live (x 3)
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| Live Life
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| Life Live
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| Live you can’t
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| Stand up
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| On your two feet
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| Nobody’s piece of meat
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| Don’t listen to the fashion fuckers on TV
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| So now you spit
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| Back in the face
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| Of things that control & dissolve your mind
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| Why can’t you shout out
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| And why can’t you
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| Be yourself, fuck what others think
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| To be proud, to be you, must be YOU
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| Don’t need to follow
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| Too lazy to look within yourself
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| Is there something you don’t want to know
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| Or don’t want to see?
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| Why not let your mind grow?
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| Why exclude the unknown?
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| Maybe you also
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| Could see… |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Pussyfoot, artist - SikTh. Album song The Trees Are Dead & Dried Out Wait For Something Wild, in the genre Прогрессив-метал