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• Artiste: Tapes 'N Tapes
• Titre: Conquest
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A Million Miles Of common sense Can't hide the reader Can't fill the trench And what you hide Is what I sold And when you're next to me The feeling's cold Don't tread lightly In the book At the age of stills You make congress, Congress Up in the mount on the sea of chills You went tireless, tireless I will walk alone Take Toll Take Time And turn your face Dismount your wall Disband your state The tides of thought Are blowing in the wind We'll stretch our seed to the beaches of the fins The path is clear we'll keep clear on the side and make our beds in the beds of others Don't talk lightly In the book At the age of stills You make congress, congress Up in the mount At the sea of chills You went tireless, Tireless I will walk alone Through miles and miles of bones When you touch me I'm alone When you tease me I'm alone In the battle of the bones In the battle of the bones I'll be Up coming on I'll be up and holding stong We'll be holding up for long We'll be holding up for long You'll be hiding from our deeds On the whole and on your knees You will hide your women Hide your women Hide your women In the book At the age of stills You make congress, congress Up in the mount At the sea of chills You went tireless, tireless You've been running in for the kill Look down to the south and on to the fields I've been a rider I've been a shill for conquest, conquest I will walk alone Through miles and miles of bones We'll up our highness Off our shyness Bring it to your home