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Split Seven Ways
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Right Hand Man
This summer's the coldest in my history It's creeping in my bones; the sun's never here Can't imagine growing up in this ugly place Every shadow speaks of hate and fear
The summers of my youth were clear and warm Hiding behind them, pointing and jeering But no one turned in both of us Our victim grew; now he's the one steering
I'm the Dark Lord's right hand man And he's the left, and hates the sight of me I was there in the Shrieking Shack Full of echoes and then hanging from that tree
I saw the murder in his eyes He's the Dark Lord's servant, but he might Carry on his hatred over to me And I was never that good in a fight
Sometimes I think there is more to it 更多更詳盡歌詞 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔鏡歌詞網 Than shouting battles and humiliations Treating me like a household drudge As if not killing me takes concentration
I creep around, and I can barely breathe I've given more than he ever could I'm listening at doors and twitching at noise I bet he thinks he's just misunderstood
I'm the Dark Lord's right hand man And he's the left, and hates the sight of me I was there in the Shrieking Shack Full of echoes and then hanging from that tree
I saw the murder in his eyes He's the Dark Lord's servant, but he might Carry on his hatred over to me And I was never that good in a fight
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