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Orwell Knows
I know that the architect in me
Now grows the grim citadel I breathe
Destroyed that raw catholic boy
His faith has waned
He bears a guilt that still remains
I know there's a poverty that breeds
It grows and grows and grows with glee
You see, I don't preach austerity
There's a great ennui
That stills the heart of our society
Orwell Knows that I'm so tired
Down and out among these spires
It gets so very hard at times
A saint could cry
Orwell Knows that I'm so tired
Down and out among these spires
It gets so very hard at times
A saint could cry
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I'm so bored of the unknown
I just want to be alone
Take a little time to understand that
Yeah, I'm alright, you know that i'm alright
A saint could cry, A saint could cry
but I forgive you, I forgive you every time
A saint could cry
Orwell Knows that I'm so tired
Down and out among these spires
It gets so very hard at times
A saint could cry
Orwell Knows that I'm so tired
Down and out among these spires
It gets so very hard at times
A saint could cry
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