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• Artiste: Blind Pilot
• Titre: Lucky
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Give back the home I made, give back my town I don't see any other way than to burn it down Cold in the winter, wet in the spring Look to the stars, feel the ashes sting When you have nothing it lies down and stays The ladder's broken, let the scrap wood blaze Nobody's gonna hear my name under their own sound Nobody's gonna hear at all, I'm gonna burn it down Nobody's gonna see my face under the lights of this town Nobody's gonna see at all, I'm gonna burn it down The sound below my feet, all good and green Some drown in the current. Some get lucky Do you remember lying there, bodies on the ground Yeah, we bled colors then and ached out the sound Hurt from the wanting and I'm cut from shame Fool on the sidelines of a crooked game Nobody's gonna hear my name under their own sound Nobody's gonna hear at all, I'm gonna burn it down Nobody's gonna see my face under the lights of this town Nobody's gonna see at all, I'm gonna burn it down Nobody's gonna hear at all, I'm gonna burn it down Nobody's gonna see my face under the lights of this town Nobody's gonna see at all, I'm gonna burn it down