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Stand Your Ground

Yeah We Know You

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The morning paper flies,
Too quick to catch your eyes,
From nineteen stories high,
Of tiny little lives,
The moped kids are out,
Too old to walk about,
Throw coins against the wall,
Let's see how short they fall.

Do we know you?
Yeah, we know you.

The days of hearts and flowers,
Decayed by working hours,
And the chord that struck the vein,
For winter hats and gloves,
And you can't have the one you love,
If you only met 'em once.