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We were born to sin, we were born to sin
We don't think we're special, sir, we know everybody is
We've built too many walls, yeah, we've built too many walls
And now we gotta run, a giant fist is out to crush us
We run in the dark, we run in the dark
We don't carry dead weight long, we send them along to heaven
I carry my baby, I carry my baby
Her eyes can barely see, her mouth can barely breathe
I can see she's afraid
She could see the danger
We don't want to die or apologize
For our dirty God, our dirty bodies
Now I stick to the ground, I stick to the ground
I won't look twice for the dead walls, I don't want a white pillar of salt
I carry my baby, I carry my baby
Her eyes can barely see, her mouth can barely breathe
I can see she's afraid
That's why we're escaping
So we won't have to die, we won't have to deny
Our dirty God, our dirty bodies
- Álbum:
- Desperate Ground
- Now We Can See
- The Body, The Blood, The Machine
- Fuckin A
- More Parts Per Million
- Personal Life
- Hey You
- We Disappear
- My Heart Went Cold
- Record Store Day Split
- Record Store Day
- Record Store Day 7"
- Record Store Day 2010 7
- Paste mPlayer #89
- Desperate Ground Demos
- Ox-Compilation #107
- Born To Kill
- No Culture Icons
- X-Ray CD#11
- Sub Pop: Patient Zero