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• Artiste: Strung Out
• Titre: Daggers
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Gloria Don't ask me when I'm coming home I'm workin it out Where the devils of my country roam On the backs of a billion strong Disconnected by a void With a tendency to explode Cover me with my enemy no more Between the lines of desperate times Where good men try and good men fade away Gloria Don't ask me when I'm coming home Don't leave your light on Don't wait up for me here anymore It's a general strike between the left and right Between the master's hand and the appetite Between the rich and the poor that don't care no more Between you and me and our dirty war Bury me with all hell to pay no more I've suffocated on freedom And I don't need your civil war Woah, like a man without a home Woah, I got only land to roam My desolation for a country now My reckoning is the hell I own Woah, don't wait up for me no more (Let's go!) In the space of broken dreams You are the serpent, I am the fire In the mourning of my heart You devour all of me Woah, like a man without a home Woah, I got only land to roam My desolation for a country now My reckoning is the hell I own Woah, don't wait up for me no more