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Soon you'll see that the wings on my back are fake I've been growing them out since my very first birthday Feathers poking through feel like knives in my back It's not a counter attack! not a counter attack! cause this is what we call, this is what we call, this is what we call Tears in Seattle Get up, Get up, Get up, Get up, Get up, Get up, Tears in Seattle Get up, Get up, Get up, Get up, Get up, Get up, Tears in Seattle and soon you'll see that i'm not just anyone but i'm giving up giving up babe and my eyes will cry like the Seattle skies but no, no, no cause This is what we call, this is what we call, this is what we call, Tears in Seattle. Get up, Get up, Get up, Get up, Get up, Get up, Tears in Seattle Get up, Get up, Get up, Get up, Get up, Get up, Tears in Seattle we are the champions, we are the heroes that will die in the end. |