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Holiday

Me and My Friends
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A holiday under your feet A palace built upon the backs of Your precious tribe on molten earth Surrounded by a mass of wretched hands All of the past can wash away All of the sanctions overplayed All of the press can be restrained All of the dead can be a trade Oohh Well freedom come and freedom go Your mission fell upon the banks of gold Who turned you sour as old milk Your colours change with every whisper made All of the past can wash away All of the sanctions overplayed All of the press can be restrained All of the dead can be a trade Oohh All of the past can wash away All of the sanctions overplayed All of the press can be restrained All of the dead... All of the past can wash away All of the sanctions overplayed All of the press can be restrained All of the dead...