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Hand-In-Hand Grenade lyrics
Illuminate the heart of my intention
There is no clandestine motive on my side
I'll shadow my affection till this tension
Cuts a swath across this city a mile wide
Everywhere there's people holding hands here
I can barely hold myself together
Heart is bona fide
Still won't set the ache aside
Blown to smithereens inside
And concealed in me
Where a patience used to be
Now just void and vacancy
I've scribbled every ridicule on creased notes
Eyes are closed and I am counting down from ten
I'm carrying a rifle in my trenchcoat
To make sure they will not question you again
Swallowed by a crowd it always strikes me
I am never this alone on my own
Heart is bona fide
Still won't set the ache aside
Blown to smithereens inside
And concealed in me
Where a patience used to be
Now just void and vacancy
If I wrote a song like Daniel Treacy
Would you then consider wasting time on me?
Part of these releases
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- Track 1 on Hand-In-Hand Grenade
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- Track 1 on Valentine Vacancy EP
- 2 (Here's One For You) Underdog
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