Wonderlust Songtext
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You can't silence the mouth of violence.
He speaks to everyone, temptations of the tongue.
His clandestine promise that he claims is progress,
Comes if we give it up, but if we give in then...
His knife born will come in the dark.
And his knife born won't hold back my spark... no.
It's my home, it's my home damn it.
It's my home, it's my home damn it.
He speaks to everyone, temptations of the tongue.
His clandestine promise that he claims is progress,
Comes if we give it up, but if we give in then...
His knife born will come in the dark.
And his knife born won't hold back my spark... no.
It's my home, it's my home damn it.
It's my home, it's my home damn it.
And I won't, give up and let you have it.
It's my home; it's my home yeah.
Achievements in science for conquests of violence
Don't try to be discrete, and mimic history
As quiet as a church mouse, he slips into our house
He wants to take us,
He wants to take us down!
This bomb's born from science.
This bomb's born for violence.
It's my home; it's my home yeah.
Achievements in science for conquests of violence
Don't try to be discrete, and mimic history
As quiet as a church mouse, he slips into our house
He wants to take us,
He wants to take us down!
This bomb's born from science.
This bomb's born for violence.
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