Delays This Town's Religion Letras:
This towns', this towns' religion, I don't
get it; I just don't get it, Shoot first, think
last, forgive me, I don't get it, but somehow
I'm still right here, And this is the world we
made, (it's) too late to start again, (I guess=
B+D4) But at least I know where I belong... This
town, this towns' religion, I don't get it; I
just don't get it, Drink more, talk less, so
guilty, I don't get it, but somehow I'm still
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right here, And this is the world we made,
(it's) too late to start again, But at least I
know where I belong, the face don't fit but we
can run, "Whatever must you think of me, Simone?
Not offerin' to guide you safely home? The
stolen cars that tear the field apart, they're
bearing down on us, we must depart", The lovers
in the photograph have gone; the lovers in the
photograph have flown, Because no lover could
believe in, this town, this town's religion, And
this is the world we made, strung out on street
parades, But at least I know where I belong, the
face don't fit so we should run.
Letras: This Town's Religion Delays [final]