Razorlight - The House
LRC by lzh ,from jiangxi pingxiang
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There"s a full moon over this ancient town
A clock faced the color of the sky
And every street that we walk down
Belongs to the house where my father died
Where prisoners march in luck step with each other
Reavers test the limit of their reign
Dragging their dead weight from the other
While I claim my place, center stage
I"ve been thrown by the thrashing of his going
Chained to his unseen stride
I"ve walked in luck step without knowing
My indifference, my only disguise
Now it comes through me like an injection
Anonymous pain throbbing real inside
And every pulse in my body
Won"t catch his spirit in a candle
On or alive in it"s guttering glow
And death comes through these streets like a scandal
Bent up and beaten, oh, a
