Songtexte Bourbon - Penny and Sparrow
                                                Overcome 
                                                by 
                                                bourbon 
                                                and 
                                                ordinary 
                                                talk
 
                                    
                                
                                                All 
                                                the 
                                                things 
                                                that 
                                                own 
                                                us 
                                                are 
                                                smaller 
                                                than 
                                                we 
                                                thought
 
                                    
                                
                                                Posture 
                                                and 
                                                pose 
                                                and 
                                                flex 
                                                and 
                                                pretend
 
                                    
                                
                                                That 
                                                nobody 
                                                knows 
                                                how 
                                                much 
                                                we 
                                                give 
                                                in
 
                                    
                                
                                                All 
                                                the 
                                                waking 
                                                moments, 
                                                choosing 
                                                who 
                                                to 
                                                serve
 
                                    
                                
                                                As 
                                                for 
                                                me 
                                                and 
                                                my 
                                                house, 
                                                we 
                                                fluctuate 
                                                and 
                                                learn
 
                                    
                                
                                                Chemical 
                                                built 
                                                or 
                                                marble 
                                                and 
                                                carved
 
                                    
                                
                                                Blood′ll 
                                                be 
                                                spilt 
                                                and 
                                                all 
                                                of 
                                                it's 
                                                ours
 
                                    
                                
                                                Not 
                                                one 
                                                we 
                                                make 
                                                can 
                                                help
 
                                    
                                
                                                We 
                                                yell 
                                                we 
                                                cut 
                                                ourselves
 
                                    
                                
                                                Every 
                                                half-assed 
                                                promise, 
                                                every 
                                                running 
                                                mouth
 
                                    
                                
                                                "Think 
                                                before 
                                                you 
                                                speak, 
                                                son", 
                                                    I 
                                                haven′t 
                                                figured 
                                                out
 
                                    
                                
                                                Bridle 
                                                and 
                                                bit, 
                                                saddle 
                                                and 
                                                tack
 
                                    
                                
                                                Which 
                                                is 
                                                the 
                                                beast 
                                                and 
                                                who's 
                                                on 
                                                its 
                                                back
 
                                    
                                
                                                Not 
                                                one 
                                                we 
                                                make 
                                                can 
                                                help
 
                                    
                                
                                                We 
                                                yell, 
                                                we 
                                                cut 
                                                ourselves 
                                                until 
                                                we 
                                                see
 
                                    
                                
                                                Where 
                                                it 
                                                leads, 
                                                where 
                                                it 
                                                leads
 
                                    
                                
                                                We 
                                                melt 
                                                our 
                                                golden 
                                                jewelry,
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                am 
                                                overwhelmed, 
                                                    I 
                                                am 
                                                over
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                am 
                                                overwhelmed, 
                                                    I 
                                                am 
                                                over
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                am 
                                                overwhelmed 
                                                until 
                                                    I 
                                                see
 
                                    
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