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Even The Slept
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The Jig
No she don't like it The Queen has come to claim her crown
Gesturing down a corridor of snails The bigot leads me along, leads me astray Bring him forth, let him speak, let him plead his case for me There's something lost beneath the evidence Let him testify Let him sing Here I am And able man is all I am and I'll serve you right But no, she don't like it The Queen
You're free to leave Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Consider your debts stripped clean But the city outside, they sharpened their knives Through incandescent, interchanging light They saw him alone
Hope for our souls When they mob and they stab and they crush him Everything inside of him explodes Witness, and we feel it Hope for our souls When we look and we feel nothing Witness, and we feel everything.
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