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Mud In Your Eye
Scarred bruised battered and broken
Home truths better unspoken a closed door now everythings open
After the fall still we got to crawl
To Much did you hear whispers
While Fat cats are stroking their whiskers
Gruges are only for losers the seeds the sow how will they grow
Is the water under our brige still slowly subsiding
And do the memorys make you cry so while your scratching your head
Confused still decieding take this before we die
Heres Mud in your eye
Tick Tock the clock is still running
Whats this that we are becoming
waste not focus on loving so safe our pride and enjoy the ride
Is the water under our brige still slowly subsiding
And Do the memorys make you cry so while your scratching your head
Confused still decieding take this before we die
Heres Mud In Your Eye
Call of the dogs and take the black flag down
bury the hachet deep into my crown
Flip the world and turn it right way round
Don't let yourself down
What is truth or fiction cause I can't deal with the friction
A clear mind postive vision
Cause After all we build the wall
Is the water under our brige still slowly subsiding
And do the memorys make you cry
So While your scratching your head confused still decieding
Take this before we die
Heres Mud In Your Eye
Heres Mud In Your Eye
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Heres Mud In Your Eye
Heres Mud In Your Eye
Take this before we die
So While your scratching your head confused still decieding
And do the memorys make you cry
Is the water under our brige still slowly subsiding
Cause After all we build the wall
A clear mind postive vision
What is truth or fiction cause I can't deal with the friction
Don't let yourself down
Flip the world and turn it right way round
bury the hachet deep into my crown
Call of the dogs and take the black flag down
Heres Mud In Your Eye
Confused still decieding take this before we die
And Do the memorys make you cry so while your scratching your head
Is the water under our brige still slowly subsiding
waste not focus on loving so safe our pride and enjoy the ride
Whats this that we are becoming
Tick Tock the clock is still running
Heres Mud in your eye
Confused still decieding take this before we die
And do the memorys make you cry so while your scratching your head
Is the water under our brige still slowly subsiding
Gruges are only for losers the seeds the sow how will they grow
While Fat cats are stroking their whiskers
To Much did you hear whispers
After the fall still we got to crawl
Home truths better unspoken a closed door now everythings open
Scarred bruised battered and broken
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| MMud IIn YYour EEye |
| ud n our ye |
| uMd nI oYur yEe |
| jud jn gour sye |
| jMud jIn gYour sEye |
| Mjud Ijn Ygour Esye |
| kud 9n hour 3ye |
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| kMud 9In hYour 3Eye |
| Mkud I9n Yhour E3ye |
| nud ln 6our fye |
| nMud lIn 6Your fEye |
| Mnud Iln Y6our Efye |
| Muud on uour rye |
| Md oIn uYour rEye |
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| Mdu Ion Yuour Erye |
| Mhd kn 7our 4ye |
| Mhud kIn 7Your 4Eye |
| Muhd Ikn Y7our E4ye |
| M7d 8n jour dye |
| M7ud 8In jYour dEye |
| Mu7d I8n Yjour Edye |
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| Mkd un tour wye |
| uIn tYour wEye |
| Mukd Iun Ytour Ewye |
| Mid Inn Yoour Eyye |
| Miud I Yur Ee |
| Muid In Yuor Eey |
| M8d Im Ykur Ege |
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| M8ud Imn Ykour Egye |
| Mu8d Inm Yokur Eyge |
| Mjd Ih Y9ur Ehe |
| Ihn Y9our Ehye |
| Mujd Inh Yo9ur Eyhe |
| Myd Ij Y0ur E6e |
| Myud Y0our E6ye |
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| Muyd Inj Yo0ur Ey6e |
| Mudd Ib Ylur Eue |
| Mu Ibn Ylour Euye |
| Mud Inb Yolur Eyue |
| Mux Yiur E7e |
| Muxd Yiour E7ye |
| Mudx Yoiur Ey7e |
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| Mue Youur Eje |
| Mued Yor Ejye |
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