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• Artiste: Build Us Airplanes
• Titre: Lost Son
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Nothing I have ever been shown has made me change my ways still scraping the bottom, repeating mistakes When shit goes wrong, I self medicate when times get tough, I just walk away the lows are empty, I stay anyways the colors blur, so I squint through the days Nothing in the world seems sacred I feel out of place Words don't change actions, it's too little too late The ship has sailed, leaving behind the weak the verdicts past, walk on your hands and knees if you live like a dog a dog is what you'll be roll in shit and scratch until you bleed another chorus sung from our father's lost son we won't speak of our sins we follow past footsteps from conception to the death where we are born again we'll die with our secrets, we won't speak our sins