Entropy - There's Always Money in the Banana Stand | Текст песни

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Make the boot that's planted on your throat
Be the bootstrap you use to pull you up
Don't tie me down, just tide me for now
There's a place in this faith for those who will always doub

If there's grace to your aim
Blame will always be the same
Fame claims plain The flame is why they came
We all soothe in our own ways, but at the end of the day
I put your fires out
And found I only liked you when you were burning

I only like you when you're burning

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