Текст песни Howards Alias - Exile

Believe it, you went and threw it all away,
I gave my life, not an inch
Exile, only made worse by the
Tiresome hours wasted away inside this cage

Innocence, a word that shouldn't be used for such murky waters,
And yet, somehow fitting, finds it's way
Into my thoughts
Into my thoughts, into my thoughts

Social well-being is a state-of-mind,
It seems, vagrancy is all I have
Exile, only made worse by the
Tiresome hours wasted away inside this cage

Innocence, a word that shouldn't be used for such murky waters,
And yet, somehow fitting, finds it's way
Into my thoughts
Into my thoughts, into my thoughts

Innocence, a word that shouldn't be used for such murky waters,
And yet, somehow fitting, finds it's way
Into my thoughts
Into my thoughts, into my thoughts


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