| A baby’s born inheriting the guilt within
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| It’s stuck with me like a birthmark on my skin
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| Left to burn in a sun that never set
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| I’m left to live in this conscience of regret
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| Where my feet don’t touch the ground
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| And the only sign of love is on the wrong side of this town
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| The dread moves up and round
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| Where it’s one false move and we all fall down
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| So I pledge myself to the earth
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| Can I bring you back down to it?
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| This power what is it worth?
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| You won’t be leaving with it
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| I pledge myself falling down
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| I’m holding onto life with a rhythm that has left me blind
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| Whilst living in synch with the gunshots in my mind
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| My love begins to drown
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| And you can’t stand firm where there is no solid ground
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| The blood drips from the crown
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| Where it’s one false move and we all fall down
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| So I pledge myself to the earth
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| Can I bring you back down to it?
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| This power what is it worth?
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| You won’t be leaving with it
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| I pledge myself falling down
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| I’m falling down
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| So I pledge myself to the earth
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| Can I bring you back down to it?
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| Your power what is it worth?
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| You won’t be leaving with it
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| I pledge myself to the earth
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| Falling down
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| Falling down
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| Falling down
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| Falling down |