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ark - the others lyrics

i’m getting sick
of you calling it chic
to describe what is that i am
when i know that i’m d-mned
cause i got no own place to go
i’m getting sick and tired
you say you know my kind
but i’m a one of a kind
i’m blind leading blind
cause we got no own place to go
but we’re the pounding of the drums
we’re your next-door neighbour
you sure must have known
you got nowhere to go
the others, o-oh-oh!
the others, o-oh-oh!
the in-lovers, oh-oh-oh!
i’m building an army of misplaced lovers
known as “the others”
working under covers of love
cause we got nowhere else to go
gonna enlist every baldheaded chick with a d-ck
every queer that is here so you stupid gits
know, you’re f-cked-up, nowhere to go
hear the pounding of the drums
from your next-door neighbour
you sure must have known
you got nowhere to go
the others, o-oh-oh!
the others, oh-oh-oh!
the in-lovers, o-oh-oh!
i’m building an army of misplaced lovers
known as “the others”
working under covers
the others…

- ark

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