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One Foot in Front of the Other
A good woman will pick you apart
A box full of suggestions for a possible heart
And you may be offended, you may be afraid
But don't walk away, don't walk away
We made love on the living room floor
With the noise in the background
From televised war
And in a defeaning pleasure
I thought I heard someone say
"If we walk away, they'll walk away."
But greed is a bottomless pit
And our freedom's a joke, we're just taking a piss
And the whole world must watch
The sad comic display
If you're still free, start running away
'Cuz they're coming for ya
I've grown tried of holding this pose
I feel more like a stranger each time I come home
So I'm making a deal with the devils of fame
Saying "Let me walk away, please."
You'll be free, child, once you have died
From the shackles of language
In measurable time
And then we can trade places
play musical graves
tell them walk away, walk away, walk away
So I'm up at dawn
Putting on my shoes
I just want to make a clean escape
I'm leaving, but I don't know where to I'm leaving, but I don't know where to
- Bright Eyes
One Foot in Front of the Other
A good woman will pick you apart
A box full of suggestions for a possible heart
And you may be offended, you may be afraid
But don't walk away, don't walk away
We made love on the living room floor
With the noise in the background
From televised war
And in a defeaning pleasure
I thought I heard someone say
"If we walk away, they'll walk away."
But greed is a bottomless pit
And our freedom's a joke, we're just taking a piss
And the whole world must watch
The sad comic display
If you're still free, start running away
'Cuz they're coming for ya
I've grown tried of holding this pose
I feel more like a stranger each time I come home
So I'm making a deal with the devils of fame
Saying "Let me walk away, please."
You'll be free, child, once you have died
From the shackles of language
In measurable time
And then we can trade places
play musical graves
tell them walk away, walk away, walk away
So I'm up at dawn
Putting on my shoes
I just want to make a clean escape
I'm leaving, but I don't know where to I'm leaving, but I don't know where to
- Bright Eyes
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