Dune
Reverend, Mother, she talks to me
Father, brother, he teaches me
I'm away from home
My heart won't be sore
This planet is a waste basket for my own
I can't feel my heart beat now, I struggle
Desert, Mother, they called them free
Feeling unclean, hunt our enemies
I'm away from home
My heart won't be sore
This planet is a waste basket for my own
I can't feel my heart beat now, I struggle
Father, brother, he teaches me
I'm away from home
My heart won't be sore
This planet is a waste basket for my own
I can't feel my heart beat now, I struggle
Desert, Mother, they called them free
Feeling unclean, hunt our enemies
I'm away from home
My heart won't be sore
This planet is a waste basket for my own
I can't feel my heart beat now, I struggle
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Writer(s): Travis Matylewicz
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