The Embassy - It Pays To Belong | Текст песни

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• The Embassy
• It Pays To Belong

Stand tall, acting small
You see it all, I got your calls
That's no use in sorting out, no
That's no use, there ain't no doubt

Good times on the rise

Could it be they got all that you longed for
A place to lay it all
Could it be that you're just like me
In my thoughts you're so much more

Good times on the rise
Now it's all in your hands

No, no you won't go wrong, no
Oh no, it pays to belong