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The Young Lyrics - Artist : Loch Lomond
The young bleed the most
The blood feeds the land And I love you more When you, you have more, dear The land makes more young And the young makes more young I think we're stuck A bloodied head The more we work The less we get The wasp hides his breath The rabbit hides his head I hate you less When I, I have less The lights count their coins The dark loves its dead |
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