Recorded in Lesley's wardrobe.
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The name again is left unsaid
The price we’ve paid for bought and sold
All I want is the freedom to be wrong
I refuse to be part of you now
And you take by any means
And you hide the evidence
Are we still fighting with our lives?
Your breath, intangible
Your hold, immeasurable
I’m tired of fighting for our pride
The game’s over, your time is up
You’ve had your throne for long enough
All abscond, and cling to what they know
Oh this runs much deeper than you now
And you break by any means
And destroy the evidence
You cover these bewildered eyes
What a bruising state of things
Predict what the future brings
Delight at fighting by your side
(You don’t know me
You can’t own me
What you tell us
Hides your weakness)
And you fake the precedence
Well your reign’s not heaven sent
I can’t believe the words I read
Old gods, are burning thin
Your fix, our broken skin
We bleed to crave the things you need
(You don’t know me
You can’t own me
We are coming
Hide your secrets)
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