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We came here to ask if you’d stop selling themMy body is broken and bruisedMy body is broken and bruisedWe came here to ask if you'd stop selling themWe've been press ganged and hurriedly held We've been forgotten quicker than felledAnd you're taken aback by the length of the list you've been thrown on The tailback of timorous souls who've been dropped on the grey road from branchesThe leaves that fall louder than backfire all orage and Hallowe'en redOn a beautiful roadWe came here to ask if you’d stop selling themMy calibre craters in skinFrom the trouble I've found myself inWe came here to ask if you'd stop selling themIn the god-fearing home of the brave as I crawl out the pram to the graveAnd you're taken aback by the length of the list you've been thrown on The tailback of timorous souls who've been dropped on the grey road from branchesThe leaves that fall louder than backfire all orage and Hallowe'en redOn a beautiful roadIt harks back to tree bursts in snow Letras de cancionesIt harks back to tree bursts in snow It harks back to tree bursts in snow It harks back to tree bursts in snow Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh OhAnd you're taken aback by the length of the list you've been thrown on The tailback of timorous souls who've been dropped on the grey road from branchesThe leaves that fall louder than backfire all orage and Hallowe'en redOn a beautiful road From Letras Mania