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Lyrics of Lines by Elliott BROOD
Oh violence, stained our hands
Sold us on hero talk with their boyish charms
With the call
For us to win
oh oh oh, the call to win.
The time that we spent
As we dug with our hands
And our notes we left unharvested
When we scratched to get in
oh the words we left
oh, their words we left
With the Spring came the thaw
And our friends that we lost
Still we left them their unharvested
In the cold November wind
Cold November wind
Where the bombs had us hypnotized
As they pinned us down in the rain
We′d breath it in
And again we'd breath it in
And again we′d breath it in
Oh, we never left
Then the cold weather wained
But the lines they still remained
Sold us on hero talk with their boyish charms
With the call for us to win
Writer(s): Stephen Douglas Pitkin, Casey Michael Laforet, Mark Andrew Sasso
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Days Into Years
Album • 2012 • 10 tracks
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