Be My Palestine
Every memory has a tinge of sadness
As every winner has a game
We been rising from the ash for so goddamn long now
And still we get the same old flame
I got to find my way home
I got to find a way to run with my stick up
I got to find a way
All bruised up and chained just like a stray dog
And all your money only leads to madness
You got your wisdom from the pain
Y'already kicked our asses back to the stone age baby
Just save it for your next campaign
I got to find my way home
I got to find a way to run with my stick up
I got to find a way
All ribs out and shamed just like a stray dog
(Stray dog)
In my corner of the mattress
(Stray dog)
Ain't got much to eat
Doing sock puppet theatre casting shadows on the wall
Got a candle for a heater a better life I can't recall
Round every corner is the sense of danger
With every day another change
I never hold them to their empty promises
I can scramble but won't rearrange
I got to find a way home
I got to find a way to run with my stick up
I got to find a way
All bruised up and caned just like a stray dog
It's game over just stop the dance
It's like a first impression or a second chance
Can I lie down I don't feel so well
It used to be so easy
My salivation won't you ring that bell
I'm in the pack you call the hounds of hell
Look to the skies we'll be waiting on that sign
Be my Palestine
Every memory's got a tinge of sadness
Won't you be my Palestine
And all your money only leads to madness
Won't you be my
Be my
Be my Palestine
As every winner has a game
We been rising from the ash for so goddamn long now
And still we get the same old flame
I got to find my way home
I got to find a way to run with my stick up
I got to find a way
All bruised up and chained just like a stray dog
And all your money only leads to madness
You got your wisdom from the pain
Y'already kicked our asses back to the stone age baby
Just save it for your next campaign
I got to find my way home
I got to find a way to run with my stick up
I got to find a way
All ribs out and shamed just like a stray dog
(Stray dog)
In my corner of the mattress
(Stray dog)
Ain't got much to eat
Doing sock puppet theatre casting shadows on the wall
Got a candle for a heater a better life I can't recall
Round every corner is the sense of danger
With every day another change
I never hold them to their empty promises
I can scramble but won't rearrange
I got to find a way home
I got to find a way to run with my stick up
I got to find a way
All bruised up and caned just like a stray dog
It's game over just stop the dance
It's like a first impression or a second chance
Can I lie down I don't feel so well
It used to be so easy
My salivation won't you ring that bell
I'm in the pack you call the hounds of hell
Look to the skies we'll be waiting on that sign
Be my Palestine
Every memory's got a tinge of sadness
Won't you be my Palestine
And all your money only leads to madness
Won't you be my
Be my
Be my Palestine
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Writer(s): Stephen George Hanna
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