Editors - Walk The Fleet Road
LRC by lzh, from jiangxi pingxiang
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A winter wind blows, in from the north,
Scratches your spine, cold like the forth.
But you're a long way from home,
Through the dark we tiptoe,
The hospital looms, as we walk fleet road.
Hold your tongue,
Swallow your venom,
You're too young,
Hold your tongue.
No push and no shove,
Spit your verbal mace,
Hate can turn to love not
this for this human race,
Ohhhh!!!
Hold your tongue, (my heart...)
Swallow your venom, (will explode)
You're too young, (as we walk...)
Hold your tongue. (...the fleet road)