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• Artiste: Brown Bird
• Titre: Gallows
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Black blood red sky And a belly all full of fire Why I ask why I don't know, I grow so tired Of the battle of wrong and right That's waged inside Every time you speak your mind We're the same damn kind Or don't you know With the devil's eyes and a dagger tongue You fill the sky above us with the sound Of fatal words like fire flung From a careless bow I grow so tired Of the battle of wrong and right That's waged inside Every time you speak your mind We're the same damn kind Or don't you know We all walk down to the hill Where the gallows are swinging still Nooses still clenched tight 'Round the necks of 10 million ghosts They whisper don't forget us But don't forget to keep moving on We're the same damn kind Or don't you know Black blood red sky And belly all full of fire Why I ask why I don't know, I grow so tired Of the battle of wrong and right That's waged inside Every time you speak your mind