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• Artiste: Al Atkins
• Titre: Drown
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Tears for the mothers for the hearts of their babes Blood building towers that reach to the sky Greed running country's that take over lives Why the hurt is calling, don't ask me why Brother fights brother for the wants of another Even over something they cannot understand They see the hurting they turn the channel What they don't see the can never comprehend The end of the day comes quietly round Slipping and sliding dragging us down Even our fathers couldn't save us now When offered life we choose to drown Under the ashen grey of the evening sky Even the sun seems surprisingly blind The pain of the rivers that run to the sea Why the hurt is calling, don't ask me Drown drown drown