Mark Stewart and the Maffia Follow

High Ideals Live lyrics

Her wings of innocence through every word we say
Maybe it's time to spit out the core
Of our rotting union hopefully before it chokes us to our senses

Guess it's too bad
Everything we have is taken away

Swim in the smoke the hero will drown
Intoxicating beauty tears everything down
But still our hands, bound at the wrist
Romantic tragedy is suffocating from your fist in a sea of fire

Guess it's too bad
Everything we have is taken away
Guess it's too bad
Everything we have is taken away

Hero, hero, this word you'll never know
Hero, hero, this word you'll never know
You'll never know

Guess it's too bad
Everything we have is taken away
Guess it's too bad
With everything we have taken away

Guess it's too bad
With everything we have taken away
Guess it's too bad
With everything we have taken away

Away, away, away, taking it away
Away, away, taking it away

Her wings of innocence through every word we say
Maybe it's time to spit out the core

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