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Go down to wait all nightShe's bound to run him outThe rest of the nothing of anyhowTo each his ownThe garden is sorting outShe curls her lips on a barI don't know if you're dead or notIf you're anyoneCome on and get the minimumBefore you open up your eyesIt's all being served in your handsYour addled eyesCome on and get to open yoursCollected at the borderlinesThey want to get up in your hairCos they know, so do IThe high road is hard to findA detour in your new lifeTell all of your friends getting warmThe dogs who ran all nightThe son who hoped it wouldLetras de cancionesBreak from the warfare in your houseTo each his ownThe soldier is bailing outAnd curled his lips on a barAnd I don't know if the dead can talkTo anyone Come on and get the minimumBefore you open up your eyesIt's all being served in your handsAre you one of usCome on and get to open yoursCollected at the borderlinesThey want to get up in your hairCos they know, so do IThe high road is hard to findA detour in your new lifeTell all of your friends getting warmIt's too late to change your mindYou let laws be your guide It's too late to change your mindYou let laws be your guideIt's too late to change your mindYou let laws be your guide From Letras Mania