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Chant Of The Lost Tribes

de Scott Pullen

We try to keep from moving on
It's like we need to feel like we don't belong
It's the perfect night for us
Yet we keep on pushing us apart
Slowly, we start to see
How we, are make believe

It's like pouring whiskey down
I'm building my tolerance
And you're helping me out
Of fear that I won't feel it
I'm flying with you under your spell
I'll take it like a champ
I'm flying to you I'm overwhelmed
And I can't give up now
Found a connection to my thoughts
It makes me wonder why these years we've fought
And be assured with final words
Maybe we should go back to the start
And faster, we start to change
Enslaved from all the normal things we know

It's like pouring whiskey down
I'm building my tolerance
And you're helping me out
Of fear that I won't feel it

Asking for more
We fought off the world with our blazing guns
The greed was fighting us
Good timing command
We turned back the hands of the lives we lead
But still feel something wrong

It's like pouring whiskey down
I'm building my tolerance
And you're helping me out
Of fear that I won't feel it
It's like pouring whiskey down
I'm building my tolerance
And you're helping me out
Of fear that I won't feel it

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