Time will tell exactly how we lasted
Comfortable to let the truth run past us
Broken bones won't face that throne for answers
You're gonna find me picking up my blues for greener pastures
Hey Mr Speaker
You don't get a flinch back out of me
Your mid city bust ups
Worn out the campaign on your sleeve
Well servants gone
And we ain't got no songs for you to read
Yeah you're stepping up to take your blues
Because the cemetery ain't no use
Spare me your grades and your know how
I'm turning up for your break down, yeah, yeah
No matter what I do
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