Man Without Country

Man Without Country - Catfish lyrics

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Cause you were born to be a catfish
Within the boundaries of the brine we coexist
Before I saturate my sorrow
I slice and separate the sequence frame by frame
To trace the footsteps I once followed
We're distant chromosomes that live in the same vein
Go throw your money at a dead horse
Keep up the masquerade
Your beaten track lead me to a closed door
Now I'm laying on your waterbo
And so you stare into the abyss

Go throw your money at a dead horse
Keep up the masquerade
Your beaten track lead me to a closed door
So don't expect a curtain call
And when you dragged me to the gallows
Along the thoroughfares we bent the blind alleys
The clouds concealed us in their shadows
Till they collapsed and slowly drowned our levity
Go throw your money at a dead horse
Keep up the masquerade
Your beaten track lead me to a closed door
Now I'm laying on your waterboard
Go throw your money at a dead horse
Keep up the masquerade
Your beaten track lead me to a closed door
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Author: Man Without Country

Composer: ?

Publisher: Lost Balloon Recordings

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Released in: 2015

Language: English

Appearing on: Maximum Entropy (2015)

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