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| Ben Lee Breathing Tornados Ship My Body Home Coming out of sydney Country music playing Cursing all of them who stayed In the city I own this city Get drunker than a poet who just got paid And i'm finally hoping That i'll be torn open So that every word i say is true The words i'm shouting While i work it out In case trouble takes me and i don't make it through You have to ship my body home Ship my body home All i ever wanted was to finish what i started But there's no way i could do it on my own You have to ship my body home Driving through the mountains Cutting through the night time Stopping now and then to wonder why I left the city The quiet city I killed its memory just to watch it die And i'm finally hoping That i'll be torn open So that every word i say is true The words you're hearing While i make it clear In case trouble takes me and i don't make it through You have to ship my body home Ship my body home All i ever wanted was to finish what i started But there's no way i could do it on my own You have to ship my body Ship my body Ship my body All i ever wanted was to finish what i started So ship my body All i ever wanted was to finish what i started So ship my body All i ever wanted was All i ever wanted was All i ever wanted once i finished what i started Was to ship my body home |
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