| Happy New Year, we said trembling,
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| The devil’s back, back here again,
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| He ripped our flesh dressed as a friend
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| Don’t you see, we’re struggling
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| Fishbowl, casket and golden cage
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| We’re all fighting the best we can
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| Gambling soul for empty wage
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| Who needs a gun to kill a man
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| Won’t buy your bullshit we don’t mind
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| We’re out of breath, we’re left behind
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| What we believe is more than you know
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| Speed up your track, here comes the flow
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| Whole lot of fun; |
| like birds we’ve fed,
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| Blessed Americans, united we stand
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| In front of a world craving for bread
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| Speaking of God with empty hands
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| Fishbowl, casket and golden cage
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| We’re all fighting the best we can
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| Gambling soul for empty wage
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| Who needs a gun to kill a man
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| Won’t buy your bullshit we don’t mind
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| We’re out of breath, we’re left behind
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| What we believe is more than you know
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| Speed up your track, here comes the flow
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| Beautifully falling apart, the circle is complete
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| We’re the blood feeding the soil, the dust under your feet
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| Too much' never enough, there’s no space between
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| What you want and what we need
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| Won’t buy your bullshit we don’t mind
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| We’re out of breath, we’re left behind
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| What we believe is more than you know
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| Speed up your track, here comes the flow |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Left Behind, artist - Your Favorite Enemies. Album song And If I Was to Die In the Morning... Would I Still Be Sleeping With You, in the genre Альтернатива