Beck - We Live Again lyrics

[Beck - We Live Again lyrics]

These withered hands have dug for a dream
Sifted through sand and leftover nightmares
Over the hill, a desolate wind
Turns shit to gold and blows my soul crazy

The end, oh the end we live again
Oh, I grow weary of the end

Oh hungry days and the footsteps of fools
Gazing alone through sex painted windows
Dredging the night, drunk libertines
Stink like a colognes from
A newfangled wasteland

The end, oh the end we live again
Oh, I grow weary of the end

Love is a plague in a mix match parade
Where the castaways look so deranged
When will the children learn to
Let their wildernesses burn


And love will be new never cold and vacant

These withered hands have dug for a dream
Sifted through sand and leftover nightmares

The end, oh the end we live again
Oh, I grow weary of the end

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