An Eagle for a Fish
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Hand on my heart I'll always love my fair city
But heaven knows why cause it fucking hates my guts
Is there something wrong with trying to find a better way to survive
In a valley where making do thrives
so I'll bid you adieu
to the bathers of the tay
the disciples of the south inch sun
So, from me to you throught the method of a pencil and paper
and if the process is a story then I'm pretty sure I could write the book
So we'll all go together now
In the serch for something so much better than
all our lives when we were back home
In the end they'll say we were the best of friends
but by then we'll probably all be dead
bury hatchets before bodies in the ground
So, from me to you through the method of a pencil and paper
And if the process is a story then I'm pretty sure I could write the book
You want the real reasons I left my home
They are that I never felt so alone
So it's time for a new chapter in a city with the girl that I love
So we'll all go together now
In the serch for something so much better than
all our lives when we were back home
In the end they'll say we were the best of friends
but by then we'll probably all be dead
bury hatchets before bodies in the ground
So we'll all go together now
In the serch for something so much better than
all our lives when we were back home
In the end they'll say we were the best of friends
but by then we'll probably all be dead
bury hatchets before bodies in the
Ground
woah oh oh oh oh oh oh
woah oh oh oh oh
woah oh oh oh oh oh oh
woah oh oh oh
Hand on my heart I'll always love my fair city
But heaven knows why cause it fucking hates my guts
Is there something wrong with trying to find a better way to survive
In a valley where making do thrives
so I'll bid you adieu
to the bathers of the tay
the disciples of the south inch sun
So, from me to you throught the method of a pencil and paper
and if the process is a story then I'm pretty sure I could write the book
So we'll all go together now
In the serch for something so much better than
all our lives when we were back home
In the end they'll say we were the best of friends
but by then we'll probably all be dead
bury hatchets before bodies in the ground
So, from me to you through the method of a pencil and paper
And if the process is a story then I'm pretty sure I could write the book
You want the real reasons I left my home
They are that I never felt so alone
So it's time for a new chapter in a city with the girl that I love
So we'll all go together now
In the serch for something so much better than
all our lives when we were back home
In the end they'll say we were the best of friends
but by then we'll probably all be dead
bury hatchets before bodies in the ground
So we'll all go together now
In the serch for something so much better than
all our lives when we were back home
In the end they'll say we were the best of friends
but by then we'll probably all be dead
bury hatchets before bodies in the
Ground
Credits
Writer(s): Kyle Burgess
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