Loch Lomond - The Young lyrics
[Loch Lomond - The Young lyrics]
The young bleed the most
The blood feeds the land
And I love you more
When you, you have more, dear
The land makes more young
And the young makes more young
I think we're stuck
A bloodied head
The more we work
The less we get
The wasp hides his breath
The rabbit hides his head
I hate you less
When I, I have less
The lights count their coins
The dark loves it's dead
The blood feeds the land
And I love you more
When you, you have more, dear
The land makes more young
And the young makes more young
I think we're stuck
A bloodied head
The more we work
The less we get
The wasp hides his breath
The rabbit hides his head
I hate you less
When I, I have less
The lights count their coins
The dark loves it's dead
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