Lyrics of Target

Fugazi

pochette album Target
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Release date : 01/06/1995

Duration : 0:03:32

Style : Alternative



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It's cold outside and my hands are dry
Skin is cracked and i realize
That i hate the sound of guitars
A thousand grudging young millionaires

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So i say shine let their planets collide
This is the darkening down of my mind
We could be making it oiling like crime
We could be making it staking last dimes

If you want to seize the sound you don't need a reservation
Now if you want to seize the sound, you don't need a reservation

The torch is passed it's yours to return
Lay at their feet now use it to burn
For marketing the use of the word "generation"
A false alliance of money persuading

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Now if you want to seize the sound, you don't need a reservation

Shut down

So open, so young, so target, i can smell your heart
So young, so open, i can smell your heart
So young, so open, i can smell your heart

You're a target
You're a target
You're a target
You're a target

Ooooooooh

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