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Iko - Twenty Six Lyrics

I paid for your empty empire
I left you a note
The ground was a bed of feathers
Right where you all vote

Take all of your vitriolic bad mannered ideals
And leave them where i used to run
From my house to the fields

And don't paper
Don't paper over this
This
And don't ever
Don't ask me to exist
In the land that was free

You march to a loud beat and it's out of time with me
There's no tears where we've gone but there are some left on my sleeve

And don't paper