Titus Andronicus - 69 Stones lyrics

[Titus Andronicus - 69 Stones lyrics]

Sixty-nine stones, sixty-nine stones
I've been carrying sixty-nine stones
All my life, I am bound to roam
And I'll be carrying sixty-nine stones
I'll be carrying sixty-nine stones

The will to live can be an awful curse
Upon an Earth that's just a lot of dirt
Whenever it is that you're getting hurt
That's just the will to live doing it's work

It puts the mold on food that's old
It turns an insect straight
Into an infestation
It pushes the weed up from beneath concrete
But hey what can you say, babe
We all gotta eat

It makes it blessed home
Whеrever teeth rip flesh from bonе
It's the prize of the survivors


Behind the eyes of hungry tigers, yeah

It's that will to live
It won't leave me alone
Feels like carrying sixty-nine stones

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