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Archipelago - Andrew Bird.lrc

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[00:23.23]What if one day we just refused to play?
[00:32.48]With no one to hate, they'd be out of a job
[00:41.57]You've gone off script, you just can't walk away
[00:51.16]Leave us naked, fleeced and racked with sobs
[01:18.85]Whoa
[01:23.48]We're locked in a death grip and it's taking its toll
[01:27.87]When our enemies are what make us whole
[01:37.20]Listen to me
[01:41.83]No more excuses, no more apathy
[01:45.59]This ain't no archipelago, no remote atoll
[01:57.89]All my enemies, they just fall in love with me
[02:07.27]Keeping us distracted while the till gets robbed
[02:16.19]All our cries were cried
[02:20.56]Now there are no sides
[02:25.84]Try selling that one to an angry mob
[02:53.86]Whoa
[02:58.45]J. Edgar Hoover wore a white mink stole
[03:02.76]His enemies are what made him whole
[03:06.44]Oh, what made him whole
[03:10.01](His enemies are what made him whole)
[03:14.30]Whoa
[03:18.80]A three-headed monster swallows Tokyo
[03:23.51]Her enemies are what make her whole
[03:28.03](Her enemies are what make her whole)
[03:32.86]Whoa
[03:37.42]We're locked in a death grip and it's taking its toll
[03:41.98]When our enemies are what make us whole
[03:51.30]Whoa
[03:55.90]No more excuses, no more apathy
[04:00.64]This ain't no archipelago, no remote atoll
text lyrics
What if one day we just refused to play?
With no one to hate, they'd be out of a job
You've gone off script, you just can't walk away
Leave us naked, fleeced and racked with sobs
Whoa
We're locked in a death grip and it's taking its toll
When our enemies are what make us whole
Listen to me
No more excuses, no more apathy
This ain't no archipelago, no remote atoll
All my enemies, they just fall in love with me
Keeping us distracted while the till gets robbed
All our cries were cried
Now there are no sides
Try selling that one to an angry mob
Whoa
J. Edgar Hoover wore a white mink stole
His enemies are what made him whole
Oh, what made him whole
(His enemies are what made him whole)
Whoa
A three-headed monster swallows Tokyo
Her enemies are what make her whole
(Her enemies are what make her whole)
Whoa
We're locked in a death grip and it's taking its toll
When our enemies are what make us whole
Whoa
No more excuses, no more apathy
This ain't no archipelago, no remote atoll