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| | Taking Back Sunday - Brooklyn lyrics | Well you are worth more than the man I am.
Sad and in love, hands trembled of life that we would have stolen.
Anyways, stolen.
Well, anyway.
To Brooklyn, I'm homebound.
A trap to the east.
Marking miles of martyrs,
Of better men, of better men than me.
And I wanted to tell you, I just didn't know.
Genuine and unprepared.
If you, you see something then you should say something.
If you, you see something could you just say something.
Genuine and unprepared.
If you, you see something then you should say something.
If you, you see something could you just say something.
Say something.
Something awful itches in these walls.
I found a subtle genius in that white, hot hatred of yours.
Misuse is practice, perfected and played.
In time I'm gonna get what's mine.
To Brooklyn, I'm homebound.
A trap to the east.
Marking miles of martyrs,
Of better men, of better men than me.
And I wanted to tell you, I just didn't know how.
Genuine and unprepared.
If you, you see something then you should say something.
If you, you see something could you just say something.
Genuine and unprepared.
If you, you see something then you should say something.
If you, you see something could you just say something.
Say something.
Oh, we are going, we're going, we're...
Once, twice, three times, sold!
You're better off believing everything you heard was true.
You're better off believing everything you heard was true.
You're better off believing everything you heard was true.
You're better off believing everything you heard was true.
Genuine and unprepared.
If you, you see something then you should say something.
If you, you see something could you just say something.
Genuine and unprepared.
If you, you see something then you should say something.
If you, you see something could you just say something.
You say something.
Say something. |
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