Letra

The hands loom heavy with only an hour to go I hold my breath but the seekers will find me Priest and pauper, the leper, can't change his spots The king knows and I know, and everybody knows Spring, sun, winter, dread, I don't want to get older No way, no way Spring, sun, winter, dread, I don't want to get older No way... Are those my people, or are they barbarians all? I need a shoulder to talk to about it Swing the hammer, the fragments, a skull exploding On you, on all you, and showers on the infant's bed Spring, sun, winter, dread, I don't want to get older No way, no way Spring, sun, winter, dread, I don't want to get older No way... Spring, sun, winter, dread, I don't want to get older No way, no way Spring, sun, winter, dread, I don't want to get older No way... You are a thief and a murderer too, Stole the face that you wear from a craven Baboon Cos you did to her and you did it to him, And you did it before and you'll do it Again You are a thief and a murderer too, Stole the face that you wear from a craven Baboon Cos you did to her and you did it to him, And you did it before and you'll do it Again I saw it You are a thief and a murderer too, Stole the face that you wear from a craven Baboon Cos you did to her and you did it to him, And you did it before and you'll do it Again I know it You are a thief and a murderer too, Stole the face that you wear from a craven Baboon Cos you did to her and you did it to him, And you did it before and you'll do it Again You are a thief and a murderer too, Stole the face that you wear from a craven Baboon Cos you did to her and you did it to him, And you did it before and you'll do it Again You are a thief and a murderer too, Stole the face that you wear from a craven Baboon Cos you did to her and you did it to him, And you did it before and you'll do it Again
Writer(s): Michael Spearman, Jeremy Pritchard, Jonathan Higgs, Alex Robertshaw Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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