David & The Citizens - Sore Feet + Blisters lyrics

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Come, step into the sunlight

the parade is marching

up and down this ghost-town,

with sore feet & blisters

from too much talk of nothing

step into the sunlight and say something

- anything will due

a great day/ a long wait

alarm-clocks screaming out loud

a warning

streets like chess-board

we're check mate and that is all

step into the sunlight and do something

about this suicide-view

come save me

with your hands

I'm pretty

pretty tired

of balancing on the edge of this knife