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History seems like it didn't existJust a photograph orA fictitious book that I readMy father had his sinsPassed down to meIt makes me shakeIt makes me spinIt leaves me sickAnd in the corner againWe must dig that dirtFor all the gold lies in the earthWe get tired and we sleepBecause we knowOur holes can only be so deepNow I'm laying lowHuddled beneath my sheetsForgetting my living ghostsTrying to get back sincerityJust when i thoughtI'd never be lonely againYou said you needed to go homeAnd now I'm left aloneKicking gravel all aloneLetras de cancionesWe must dig that dirtFir all the gold that lies in the earthWe get tired and we sleepBecause we knowOur holes can only be so deep From Letras Mania