Under the sun Look what we have got And those who haven't Bad luck
We've been running 'round Pushing the shopping cart January twothousandtwelve Even in the suburbs of Rome
A brick in a castle A camp for those on the run Dance as weapons Release my Eyes eyes eyes eyes tell me you Some other kid is sucking on my thumb Eyes eyes eyes eyes tell me you Another kid needs to suck on my thumb
Under the sun Picking piles of flowers for the flowers' pot It's all that I've got
On my doorstep A screaming hand I'm telling you stories Trust me
Rewrite history To suit our needs Open my country A tooth for an Eye eyes eyes eyes tell me you Some other kid is sucking on my thumb Eyes eyes eyes eyes tell me you Another kid needs to suck on my thumb
Border's lies The idea of what's mine A strange desire Drawing lines with a ruler Bring the fuel to the fire |
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