Artist: South Lyrics
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Album: Track 1 on With the Tides
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Speeches, restless interrogation,
There lies on streets, lie there with me,
Catching fever, I don't think of life as out of reach
Jealous, fertile, cut from the safety of,
This life, these faces, I've walked in place at which point I'll ignore
A motiveless crime
Timeless favour, there might be strings attached,
Catching fever, I don't think of life as obsolete,
A motiveless crime,
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