Cowards, here's th-the Sun
So bow your heads
In the absence of bombs
Draw your breath
Dark, dark places shall be none
She's melting houses of gold
We're spitting off the edge of the world (out in the night)
Never had no chance (nowhere to hide)
Spitting off the edge of the world (out comes the Sun)
Never had no chance (nowhere to run)
Mama, what have you done? I trace your steps
In the darkness of one, am I what's left?
Silver lines whisper to me
Wounded arms must carry the load
We're spitting off the edge of the world (out in the night)
Never had no chance (nowhere to hide)
We're spitting off the edge of the world (nowhere to run)
Never had no chance (out comes the Sun)
Spitting off the edge of the world
Winds from the sky (never had no chance)
Will watch us rise
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