Out there you're gotta walk so proud
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You say you wanna leave this crowd
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Today, a shot away, you slip
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Seems like you're gonna lose your grip
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Invisible, invisible
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You live and you will die, so stoned
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And still you wonder why, alone
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So fake, no mercy
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You fall
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You break, no pity
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You crawl
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So fake, no mercy
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You fall
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You break, no pity
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You crawl
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A wreck, a tragedy, a sign
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So sad the memory, redline
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Too late to build a bridge on trust
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I see the gold has turned to dust
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Invisible, invisible
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You live and you will die, so stoned
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And still you wonder why, alone
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So fake, no mercy
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You fall
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You break, no pity
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You crawl
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So fake, no mercy
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You fall
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You break, no pity
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You crawl
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Crawl
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Black Country Communion |