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The Hope That House Built Lyrics

Album Name : Travels With Myself and Another
Release Date : 2009-06-22
Song Duration : 3:41

Future Of The Left The Hope That House Built


In the end everybody wins
As long as we remember there's a reason for incredible
wealth (incredible wealth)
Incredible luck (incredible luck)
Don't despair life is just a dream
And nobody can judge us if we choose to face
ingradually (ingradually)
Makes everything right (means nothing can beat us)

Come join, come join our hopeless cause
Come join, come join our lost cause
Come join, come join our hopeless cause
Come join, come join our lost cause

Turn around face our deepest fears,
Re-imagine God as just a mental illness
Looming towards (appearing towards)
The end of our days (the end of our days),
Think again how could we go wrong with supernatural
creatures who control our fate,
Could anyone tell? (could anyone tell?)
Would anyone care ? (would anyone care at all?)

Come join, come join our hopeless cause
Come join, come join our lost cause
Come join, come join our hopeless cause
Come join, come join our lost cause

The feelings stops the fools behind
And back in the ground we look at our hands
And wonder aloud could anyone choose to die
(in the end everybody wins, in the end everybody wins)
The feelings stops the fools behind
And back in the ground we look at our hands
And wonder aloud could anyone choose to die
(in the end everybody wins, in the end everybody wins)
The feelings stops the fools behind
And back in the ground we look at our hands
And wonder aloud could anyone choose to die
(in the end everybody wins, in the end everybody wins)
The feelings stops the fools behind
And back in the ground we look at our hands
And wonder aloud could anyone choose to die
(in the end everybody wins, in the end everybody wins)
The feelings stops the fools behind
And back in the ground we look at our hands
And wonder aloud could anyone choose to die
(in the end everybody wins, in the end everybody wins)
The feelings stops the fools behind
And back in the ground we look at our hands
And wonder aloud could anyone choose to die



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