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• Artiste: Our Sunday Affairs
• Titre: Giving People Faces
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I'm the son Of my mom and dad And it shows In the way I'll never get a chance To settle with my surroundings Or even be remotely happy I'm tired of this fucking bullshit I'm tired of feeling homesick Under the sky that swallowed all my friends It's eating away at me and there isn't that much left It's starting to out grow the hole punched in my chest From when I ripped out my heart and held it above my head I'll root up all the trees I'll rake up all the leaves Because How greedy would it be To act like I believe That I deserve to live the life I lead