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Songtexte: The Cult. Born Into This. Tiger In The Sun.

We hope for so much more
With your shock and awe
But the writing's on the wall
But we don't hide, we're not your kind
See your golden temple fall

Tiger burning in the sun
Baby, I'm the only one
I'm not who they want me to be
Come and take this spell off of me

Yeah, the children's flesh for sale
And your tarot hooks
Reach deep with golden claws
The devil [Incomprehensible], yeah, he's not our kind
And this devil in the war

Tiger burning in the sun
Baby, I'm the only one
I'm not who they want me to be
Yeah, come and take this spell off of me

We drown sometimes
We drown, break down
How long? How alone?
How long? How alone?

We can have it all
We can have it all
Have it all, have it all

Tiger burning in the sun
Baby, I'm the only one
I'm not who they want me to be
Yeah, come and take this spell off of me

We can have it all, have it all
Have it all, have it all

We can have it all, we can have it all
We can have it all, we can have it all
We can have it all, have it all

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