The Sheila Divine
The Sheila Divine - The amendment lyrics
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Sometimes I cry murder at the top of my lungs Often when I smile mischief runs wild And you're right It's my fear of making sense Frequently I question the virtue of man Always at hight tide The burden, the sinking of plans I'm done I'm just pink in the meddle Or at the stake
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Publisher: roadrunner records
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- Country: United States
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