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eugene mcguinness - atlas lyrics

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i met a mixer
he talked the head off my throat
he was built for the mountains
but lived in a shoebox in soho
strange as it sounds
i didn’t want dear motor-mouth to go

sara points to paris
sara seems to sink in sorrow
in the uproar of drunk dragons
a single sudden move and we’re toast
we’re all mortals pr-ne to hurt
crushed berries in the dirt
i know

but this world’s your world
this world’s your world to roam
this land’s your land
i understand but i want to go home
i want to go home

another rhubarbing barfly
a zombie on a fruit machine
where the wallpaper reminds me
of a funeral from 2003
there’s a town
on a river
on a planet
on the shoulders of me

but this world’s your world
this world’s your world to roam
this land’s your land
i understand but i want to go home
i want to go home

- eugene mcguinness lyrics

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