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Preserve
Protect
Defend
This is not a land of kings
You don’t know anything of the path through
Shadowed & clawed, we are watching you
In the morning, after the fall
We’ll know what to do
This is not a land of kings
We don’t owe you anything, have you noticed
The forest parting inside our breath
You do not possess power absolute
This is not a land of kings
The only voice that really sings over the static & noise
Is the many throated choir
The louder it grows, the grander the fire
Preserve
Protect
Defend
Don't despair
Don’t despair
This is not a land of kings
We will stand with open wings to protect from
Fools & despots & lying thieves
We are harbored here & rolling up our sleeves
We are harbored here & rolling up our sleeves
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2. |
Rains On Me
04:25
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It rains on me like home
It wraps me in its gloam
I understand why they invented a concept like sin
It rains on me
Marking history with my skin
How ignorant I have been
Of all the rain has washed away
It rains on me like sand
In an hour glass
We weave the crime born among us
Into many strands of now
They rain on me
They rain on me
They rain
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3. |
She's Gonna Breathe Now
05:48
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Now
Now
She’s gonna breathe
Now now
She’s gonna breathe
Now now
She don’t need your permission
No she don’t need your permission
She’s gonna breathe
Now now
We’re gonna hang on her every word
We’re gonna hang on her every word
She don’t need your permission
No she don’t need your permission
She’s gonna breathe
Now now
And she’s gonna show you to the door
She’s gonna show you to the door
We’re gonna hang on her every word
She don’t need your permission
No she don’t need your permission
She’s gonna breathe
Now now
She’s gonna call you on your lies
She’s gonna call you on your lies
And she’s gonna show you to the door
We’re gonna hang on her every word
She don’t need your permission
No she don’t need your permission
She’s gonna breathe
Now now
Oh there’s fire in her eyes
Oh there’s fire in her eyes
She’s gonna call you on your lies
And she’s gonna show you to the door
We’re gonna hang on her every word
She don’t need your permission
No she don’t need your permission
She’s gonna breathe
eee hey hey
eee hey hey
eee hey hey
uh uh...
uh uh...
Oh there’s fire in her eyes
She’s gonna call you on your lies
And she’s gonna show you to the door
We’re gonna hang on her every word
She don’t need your permission
No she don’t need your permission
She’s gonna breathe
Now now
Now
Now
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