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Scarred bruised battered and broken
Home truths better unspoken a closed door now everythings open
After the fall still we got to crawl
To Much did you hear whispers
While Fat cats are stroking their whiskers
Gruges are only for losers the seeds the sow how will they grow
Is the water under our brige still slowly subsiding
And do the memorys make you cry so while your scratching your head
Confused still decieding take this before we die
Heres Mud in your eye
Tick Tock the clock is still running
Whats this that we are becoming
waste not focus on loving so safe our pride and enjoy the ride
Is the water under our brige still slowly subsiding
And Do the memorys make you cry so while your scratching your head
Confused still decieding take this before we die
Heres Mud In Your Eye
Call of the dogs and take the black flag down
bury the hachet deep into my crown
Flip the world and turn it right way round
Don't let yourself down
What is truth or fiction cause I can't deal with the friction
A clear mind postive vision
Cause After all we build the wall
Is the water under our brige still slowly subsiding
And do the memorys make you cry
So While your scratching your head confused still decieding
Take this before we die
Heres Mud In Your Eye
Bryan Mcfadden:
Delta Goodrem:
Bryan Mcfadden:
Bryan Mcfadden:
