Reach for the Ground
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Reach for the Ground lyrics

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A lowlife lullaby for the one they call "unwell" Document your hell Our kingdom's slowly dying sings St. Anne's mournful bell. Alcohol and horses, your muse kept entertained This self destructive lifestyle, stagger towards your end. The bed's on fire again. Empty glasses, still the answers to be found Much lamented faces, I'm reaching for the ground. Who find that work interrupts their drinking? Reputation sinking Oh, the possibilities! Oh, what might have been? Wallow in the the defeat, Haunt Dean and Greek and Frith Street In the shadows we all stand Of the backbones of this land Refuse to settle down. Empty glasses, still the answers to be found. Much lamented faces, I'm reaching for the ground. Drift pass foriegn places, ghost through the alien crowds Hundred thousand choices, but I'm reaching for the ground. Drift pass forign places, ghost through the alien crowds Hundred thousand choices, but I'm reaching for the ground. Empty glasses, still the answers to be found. Much lamented faces, I'm reaching for the ground.

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