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Lead Shoes
02:59
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Feels like I'm running through a minefield with a steel cape
Wearing lead shoes but I'm running late
Can't find my place because I'm in an endless race
Running circles and circles, lost in outer-space
Feels like I'm jumping through hoops
While walking on broken glass
Got my hands bound with leather, my feet are tied together
My blood is full of mud, not much is getting better
Lead shoes, lead shoes.......
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If I get Lost
03:30
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Smile
01:56
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And when we met I could barely keep pace
With the fluttering of your eyes and the smile on your face
I wish that I could feel like you do
Innocent from cynics like you haven't been hurt to
And when I came home to your place
I wiped your smile off and hung hung my head in disgrace
I wish that I could feel like you but when I pretend to love I hurt you to
And when we say goodbye I will smile as I watch you cry
Its not something I am proud to do
But it hurts so much to love need to pretend not to
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John Lesbian Seagull Calgary, Alberta
A shared affinity for loud guitars, beer that comes in 20 packs, and suck knobs that are not broken off led to the formation of John Lesbian Seagull. We carry on turning our amps as loud as they go, and we don't hate each other
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