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Texty: Dispatch. Who Are We Living For?. Even.

Come now to the edge of the road
You can see them all crowdin' around
Soon they'll come in and come up here

Let them find an effigy but they'll never find me
Head man I live to see you roll away
They'll never ever ever find me
They'll never ever ever find me

Headman, walking, right in front of me
Don't you look in, I'm not here you see
Deadman told me where I am to hide
Said he's waitin' there, where it's all

Even
You can feel them coming
Up through your heels

Outside misconstrued, the search continues
The hidden afraid are never betrayed
By the already found and taken away

Oh, and in a different place the hands that hold your face
Are only trying only tryin' to keep you warm
They'll never ever ever find me
They'll never ever ever find me

Headman, walking, right in front of me
Don't you look in, I'm not here you see
Deadman told me where I am to hide
Said he's waitin' there, where its all

Even

Walk on, will we, walk on with our heads to the wall
Let them find that they'll never find us all
Hey I wanted a life less hidden
They wanted a life but I'll never give them

Part of me
Part of me

I will save my right
So hard to the ground
Till we all lay down
Till we lay ourselves down