
TUNING:E Standard (E A D G B E)
⏱ 02:53
MASTER RECORDING LYRICS
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A salty fist in my chest. Please no
explanation, it's your time to be angry
now. Could I possibly be so selfish as to
take that away? To compare myself. I'm
so miserably pathetic and helpless again.
I'm so little lying next to you, in this
cold sweat of mine. My sympathizing,
however honest, still a belittlement. I
can't heal a thing. What god is
responsible? I can only hold your hand.
Dehydrated, nothing pacified. you can
disassociate yourself. Tools of your
trade, survival. It's the only safe place
left anymore. But can you tell me, are
you here now? Is my touch touching you or
that tool of yours? I've saved all the
debt for you, you're in still in debt,
you've broken wings i've taken on to mend
and right now I'd do the same onto you if
it would change a thing. If I could
cripple your mind again. if it were my
place. Grant her the wings, grant her the
gift to cope. You leave her no choice than
to steal her birthright. Children don't cry
tears of guilt for the sings of their predators
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MORE BY Napalm Death
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03:103..Forced to Fear
03:354..Narcoleptic
02:285..Out of Sight, Out of Mind
03:016..To Lower Yourself (Blind Servitude)
03:037..Lowest Common Denominator
03:198..Forewarned Is Disarmed?
02:259..Per Capita
02:5410..Farce and Fiction
02:4711..Blows to the Body
03:1412..The Great Capitulator
11:35🎸TRACK METADATA & TUNING
TUNINGE Standard (E A D G B E)
KEY & SCALEE Minor (Em)
TEMPO120 BPM
DURATION02:53
