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Boysetsfire
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Nostalgic for Guillotines
Breathe, Breathe in the burning air Then sigh, Be relieved there's nothing there
We were free Long before your free advice Now the flags, They will burn in paradise
Rest your head here Feed our nation for us, please And retreat To the back of our lines for your needs
As the blade Is raised, thoughts get clearer What if dreams That you had came crashing down
Would you change Or erase the memory Of the day, Oh, the day you made us bleed
Rest your head here Feed our nation for us, please And retreat To the back of our lines for your needs Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com
We sew The seeds upon your grave So you know You'll feed us either way
Wash away your sins and begin again Resurrection from empty hands Back against the wall, watch your tower fall To the ground with your head
Time to move on Your power is gone It's your turn to run Your hour has come
Let the blade fall We'll feed our nation as we please As you grieve Our children will dance in the streets
We've sewn The seeds above your grave So you know You'll feed us either way
And the meek shall inherit the earth
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