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Here's to the end
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here's to the end
let us raise our glasses now
turn away from the crowd
burn the whole fucking thing down
here's to the end
let us draw a line in the sand
i'll no longer hold your hand
at least we part as brothers
as you reel from the deal
as you bleed from the cuts
torn into ribbons
you took all the cloth
wrapped into a prison
made into a cloak for your seeking
crossed by the mount on the top
you were looking for something there
the pattern that was calling it's way through the air
you butchered the sky
carved open scars that were healing
here's to the end
let us raise our glasses now
turn away from the crowd
burn the whole fucking...
here's to the end
let us raise our glasses now
turn away from the crowd
burn the whole fucking thing down
here's to the end
let us draw a line in the sand
i can no longer hold your hand
and we part with nothing
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The bones below
There are no words to describe the music that West Cork, Ireland, based band The bones below create. That is unless you use
words like rock, folk, blues, guitars, drums, pianos, vocals.... really thought I was on to something there at the start.
But anyways . tunes to the left there
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