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We The Common (For Valerie Bolden)

 

We The Common (For Valerie Bolden)

(album: We The Common - 2013)


If I burn my youth, would it come to me?
Oh, Love, won't you bite my eye?
I miss the sweet, garden man
Baffle a skeleton dry
All they wanted was a villain, a villain
And all they had was me
All they wanted was a villain, a villain
So then they just took me

Hold my county line, get down on my city floor
I will suffer no humans, that'd been my habit before
Oh, and how the earth, did shake
And tumble and tremble, for what the people do take
And I want in, all over your mind
'Cause oh, how we, the common, do cry

Oh, oho, oho, oh, oho, oho, oh, oho, oho, oh, ohooo

(Oh aha, aha)
Glory do you go from me?
(Oh aha, aha)
When I wait for you faithfully
(Oh aha, aha)
And will they take my life entire?
(Oh aha, aha)
I love my girl, will you remind her?
(Oh aha, aha)
Oh how we, the common do cry

Oh, oho, oho, oh, oho, oho, oh, oho, oho, oh, ohooo

We die, we die, we die until we try
We die, we die, we die until we try
Well, I could be yours and you could be mine
Well, I could be yours and you would be mine

If I burn my youth, would it come to me?
Oh, Love, won't you bite my eye?
I miss the sweet, garden man
Baffle a skeleton dry
All they wanted was a villain, a villain
And all they had was me
All they wanted was a villain, a villain
So then they just took me
Hold my county line, get down on my city floor
I will suffer no humans, that'd been my habit before
Oh, how we, the common, must cry

Oh, oho, oho, oh, oho, oho, oh, oho, oho, oh, ohooo

And oh, how we, the common must cry!

Oh, oho, oho, oh, oho, oho, oh, oho, oho, oh, ohooo

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