Blown in from the North with a beat
Pinned song to the soles of your feet
Sideshow's whose eyes will come
Are gonna rip through the righteous
Gonna see you through the golden one
Who you been, where you've seen
Don't matter much to us
Who you climb, where you shine
Don't figure in the rust
You'll never carve your own cross
You'll never feel its grain
You'll feel the world wind blow
Twisting through the street, dirty and brave
Thrown into the night from the morgue
Heel song to the side from the floor
Our lives have left us undone
Are gonna rip through the righteous
Gonna see you through the golden one
Who you been, where you've seen
Don't matter much to us
Who you climb, where you shine
Don't figure in the rust
Where you blown, who you know
Don't matter in the mind
Who you real, how you feel
Don't figure in the fight
No, you will never carve your own cross
You will never feel its grain
You'll feel the world wind blow
Twisting through the street, dirty and brave
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