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Thomas Saunders Gang Chant

 

Thomas Saunders Gang Chant

(album: James Is Going To Die Soon - 2010)


She shakes my hand and I die a little inside
I'm not ready for this, no, not this time
She's my lucky charm, but I'm a stranger again
I'm making new enemies and losing old friends

If I thought that this could get any better
I would've waited, I would've waited here
If I thought that this could get any better
I would've waited, I would've waited here, but…

Our hearts don't race, they beat in time
And the rest of our organs sing, "You are mine, you are mine, you are mine"
Our hearts don't race, they beat in time
And the rest of our organs sing, "You are mine, you are mine, tonight"

Don't look at me that way
I'm just trying to come to terms with everything that's new
And I know it's so weak
But I've written myself off

Our hearts don't race, they beat in time
And the rest of our organs sing, "You are mine, you are mine, you are mine"
Our hearts don't race, they beat in time
And the rest of our organs sing, "You are mine, you are mine, tonight"

My name is Casablanca
And I'm practically alone
I'd like to say I gave you away
But we both know you were stole, by a stone

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