Don't ever tell a soul
It was compassion that we stole
Wear it proud around our necks
Like a precious stone in gold
But the chain has turned to rope
And the grip seems far too close
For comfort and we know
This place is not our home
Anymore
I will follow you till the world turns to dust
And lines the pockets of our adolescent lust
Shovel handfuls to the ones that we trust
To never let us down
Several years have passed
And I know I'm getting older
My bones will start to break
And weight grow on my shoulders
My blood is filled with drugs
Meant to keep the courage flowing
My time is gonna come
Without me ever knowing
The truth
I will follow you till the world turns to dust
And lines the pockets of our adolescent lust
Shovel handfuls to the ones that we trust
To never let us down
Feel the shiver on the back of your neck
It's something that you'll have to learn to forget
Left from when your father passed away
Your faith died that very same day
I will follow you till the world turns to dust
Until the buildings have all fallen to rust
When the course of fate meets our demands
We'll stop to wash the dirt from our hands
I will follow you till the world turns to dust
Until the buildings have all fallen to rust
When the course of fate meets our demands
We'll stop to wash the dirt from our hands
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Don't ever tell a soul
It was compassion that we stole
Wear it proud around our necks
Like a precious stone in gold
But the chain has turned to rope
And the grip seems far too close
For comfort and we know
This place is not our home
Anymore
I will follow you till the world turns to dust
And lines the pockets of our adolescent lust
Shovel handfuls to the ones that we trust
To never let us down
Several years have passed
And I know I'm getting older
My bones will start to break
And weight grow on my shoulders
My blood is filled with drugs
Meant to keep the courage flowing
My time is gonna come
Without me ever knowing
The truth
I will follow you till the world turns to dust
And lines the pockets of our adolescent lust
Shovel handfuls to the ones that we trust
To never let us down
Feel the shiver on the back of your neck
It's something that you'll have to learn to forget
Left from when your father passed away
Your faith died that very same day
I will follow you till the world turns to dust
Until the buildings have all fallen to rust
When the course of fate meets our demands
We'll stop to wash the dirt from our hands
I will follow you till the world turns to dust
Until the buildings have all fallen to rust
When the course of fate meets our demands
We'll stop to wash the dirt from our hands
It was compassion that we stole
Wear it proud around our necks
Like a precious stone in gold
But the chain has turned to rope
And the grip seems far too close
For comfort and we know
This place is not our home
Anymore
I will follow you till the world turns to dust
And lines the pockets of our adolescent lust
Shovel handfuls to the ones that we trust
To never let us down
Several years have passed
And I know I'm getting older
My bones will start to break
And weight grow on my shoulders
My blood is filled with drugs
Meant to keep the courage flowing
My time is gonna come
Without me ever knowing
The truth
I will follow you till the world turns to dust
And lines the pockets of our adolescent lust
Shovel handfuls to the ones that we trust
To never let us down
Feel the shiver on the back of your neck
It's something that you'll have to learn to forget
Left from when your father passed away
Your faith died that very same day
I will follow you till the world turns to dust
Until the buildings have all fallen to rust
When the course of fate meets our demands
We'll stop to wash the dirt from our hands
I will follow you till the world turns to dust
Until the buildings have all fallen to rust
When the course of fate meets our demands
We'll stop to wash the dirt from our hands
Writer: Aaron Robeson
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