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Soundgarden - An Unkind lyrics
We see the vipers of distance Crawl into our lives everyday Breeding our Eden’s of hatred Pathetically stupid and unkind We couldn’t look a saint in the eye On the storm It’s time to go On the storm It’s time to go Marching in lines of contradiction Forgetting the history we make Loving our hangmen as the penultimate joke We lack the Moses . . . to look A saint in the eye |
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