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Her clock hands held the time to Sunday
She said These
sand
will
never
be
blown
Steadfast in her eyes with a look of no
penetration she's seen
Religion is a crooked liar
Wasted flames of a burning fire,
barbed wire, a funeral pyre
To be freewheeling is all I need
Yes it's me and it's got to be all for me
Her flag flies with no inhibitions
The truth hides and will not be revealed
With her blood below zero and no thoughts
of addiction she's seen
Religion is a crooked liar
Wasted flames of a burning fire,
barbed wire, a funeral pyre
To be freewheeling is all I need
Yes it's me and it's got to be all for me
The walls you build around yourself
will not come down
Stick it in your eye
I'm gonna tell you why
People live and die together
Yes, I know you get by
Religion is a crooked liar
Wasted flames of a burning fire,
barbed wire, a funeral pyre
To be freewheeling is all I need
Yes it's me and it's got to be all for me
- Álbum:
- The Cradle
- Less Faith
- Stay Asleep
- Catacomb (EP)
- Miscellaneous
- To Hell With Humdrum
- In the Best Possible Taste
- Sleepwalking
- Eat Yourself Whole
- Idiots at the Wheel EP
- Indie Top 20, Volume 18
- Pumping on Your Stereo
- Bloodshot and Fancy Free: The Best and Rest of Kingmaker
- NME: Singles of the Week 1992
- Chrysalis 25 Edited Highlights
- You and I Will Never See Things Eye to Eye
- The Killjoy Was Here EP
- 10 Years Asleep...
- Armchair Anarchist
- Queen Jane E.P.