Any Fucking Thing You Love

Hang on to each other
Hang on to each other
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And hang on to each other
And hang on to each other

We all got born so afraid
And still search for words to describe that pain
And cling to each other like pigeons in the rain
And nuzzle over feathered breast with beaks all worn and cracked and stained

Hang on to each other
Hang on to each other
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So this one's for the lost ones
And the dead ones
The ones who fell away
All our busted brothers
And tumbled lovers
Spitting at the rain

We all got born so afraid
And still search for words to describe that pain

So this one's for the lost ones
And the dead ones & the ones who fell away

And hang on to each other
Hang on to each other
Hang on to each other
Hang on to each other
Hang on to each other
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Hang on to each other

Any fucking thing you love
Any fucking thing you love
Any fucking thing you love
Any fucking thing you love
Any fucking thing you love
Any fucking thing you love
Any fucking thing you love
Any fucking thing you love

Hang on to each other
Hang on to each other
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Hang on to each other
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Hang on to each other