With The World Sitting On Your Shoulders

Michael Guy Bowman & Thomas Hatfield - Pop
With The World Sitting On Your Shoulders
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Duration: 3:28
Lyrics
There's a riot on the pavement When you walk into the street With a dream of retribution And the rising of the heat Do you kiss the feet of beggars Do you let them stand alone When you look down to your fingers And the body's not your own Tell me how it feels With the world sitting on your shoulders All the time Tell me how it feels With the blood inside you running colder On and on On and on There's a blackout in the city When the poles are realigned And the compass spins forever So you have to speak your mind At the mercy of the public In the violence of the state If you cannot change your answer Will you trust the hands of fate Tell me how it feels With the world sitting on your shoulders All the time Tell me how it feels With the blood inside you running colder On and on On and on
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- Michael Guy Bowman