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de Corps Météore

I've had enough
Right to the neckline
I'm tired of running back
And forth without a sign

I can't be paid
Enough to stay here
So now I'll leave the past like
So much dead weight, sorry dear

We're playing desperate
With bellies full
And running on needles

We're looking to heaven
For help because
Hell, hell
Hell has no heroes

I'm trying
To be understood
You make no sense do
You think I should?

I'm waiting
To be underway
I've played the part now
There's no part to play

It can't be taught
Not what we've been through
We're just a sad clique
Trying to begin anew, yeah

I calm myself
With old designs
How once upon a time
We'd thought the world
Had lost it's mind

We're playing desperate
With bellies full
And running on needles

We're looking to heaven
For help because
Hell, hell
Hell has no heroes

I'm trying
To be understood
You make no sense do
You think I should?

I'm waiting
To be underway
I've played the part
Now there's no part to play

One more word of anger
One more word of anger
I may slam the door
One more foolish question

I'm trying
To be understood
You make no sense do
You think I should?

I'm trying
To be understood
You make no sense do
You think I should?

I'm waiting
To be underway
I've played the part
Now there's no part to play
Uh

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