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Rise And Fall

She wakes up, rage and grace Pulling me closer, pushing away And me, the sharpest thorn on your vine Twisting and turning, we're all intertwined Broken

your whole life trying to get back what was taken away Though the marks on your dress had been neatly repressed I knew that something was wrong And I should've spoke out and

The rise and fall of dig & mig historien ender hver for sig mit sidste hab blev skudt helt i s?nk af din vilje jeg gar med spogelser pa min vej en tabt

living room, every time you turn around Have a drink on me, have a drink on me I heard you shout for yesterday but I was sleeping on the job And I dreamt

Driving through the starless night Passing very unusual sights Left the bus at five to five Caught a taxi, started to drive He thought I was a millionaire And

m falling again) And squash a passer by (I?m falling again) He wanted to see some evidence That he could really fly His questions and himself Really

A sorting office in the Old Kent Road Caters from coast to most A nice little number if you're out of work And aren't the sort to boast You're in need

in a filthy state Dishes cups and beer stains, ashtrays on the floor Sunday morning papers are left outside the front door Sunday school and sunday

, super boy The girls all faint and you start a new religion Four-star media whore Back door encounters with Madonna Sales fall, lose it all The crowd moves on and