Los Campesinos! – Feast Of Tongues (Guitar)

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Love lies bleeding in dead bouquet, dread the dripping years and wish away each day

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Swear I'd live through all of your nightmares if it meant that I could sleep okay

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She says the body is keeping score, lost in sudden death, she can't take it no more

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And if laughter's the medicine we need then this misery is therapy

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I want the trust of every animal

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Gonna bay for the blood of those that are hurting ya

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When the black cloud comes, if one flame flickers

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We will feast on the tongues of the last bootlickers

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Love lies bleeding's a sobriquet, as the petals fall the pet names do the same

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Keep a list of what ails me, tare to the elderly skeleton inside my frame

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Time will come when we know that we oughta, drive to the horizon of American Water

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Bankrupt, a frozen donation thermometer

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Grab you by the hips and say it's you that I'm grateful for

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And I want the trust of every animal

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Gonna bay for the blood of those that are hurting ya

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When the black cloud comes, if one flame flickers

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We will feast on the tongues of the last bootlickers

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To the tune of the National Anthem

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Of a country that didn't survive

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In a language I'd learned and forgotten

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I'll stay home keep the garden alive

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And I want the trust of every animal

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Gonna bay for the blood of those that are hurting ya

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When the black cloud comes, if one flame flickers

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We will feast on the tongues of the last bootlickers

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To the tune of the National Anthem

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Of a country that didn't survive

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In a language I'd learned and forgotten

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I'll stay home keep the garden alive

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A milestone, a millstone

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A molehill, a molehill to die upon