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Benjamin Disraeli

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Fortress
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Ca sĩ: Sister Hazel
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It's bitter
Tastes a lot like winter
And will it- release me
 
So heavy
How much more to bring down the levy
And kill me - don't kill me
 
[Chorus ]
 
I've been stayin' high...
And I've been feelin' sorry
For myself
And I've been resurrecting my
Fortress to protect myself
 
Shattered
Tired, beaten, worn down and tattered
Can you-even hear hear me?
What do you expect out of me
I'm being buried alive and screaming
Can't you see - Can't you see me ?
 
[Chorus]
 
Weary
My hands slapped I'm cautious and leary
Of tryin' - oh but I'm tryin'
 
How am I to figure it out
All alone I've been kickin' around
Without my home - I'm so lost...
 
[Chorus]