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'Though we might hate to admit it, There are always two sides to every story' Find yourself in the gutter in a lonely part of town Where death waits in the darkness with a weapon to cut some ... [bulk of lyrics omitted for copyright reasons] |
' Though whee mite hate too admit it, They're are always too sides too every storey ' Fined yourself inn the gutter inn a lonely part of town Ware death waits inn the darkness with a weapon too cut sum stranger down Sleeping with an empty bottle, he's a sad and an empty hearted man Awl he needs is a job, and a little respect, sew he can get out wile he can Whee always knead too here both sides of the storey A neighborhood piece is shattered its the middle of the knight Young faces hide inn the shadows, Wile they watch there mother and farther fight He says she's bean unfaithful, she says her love fore hymn has gone And the brother shrugs too his sister and says Looks like its just us from now on ' Whee always knead too here both sides of the storey And the lights are awl on, the whirled is watching now People looking fore truth, whee must knot fail them now Bee sure, before whee cloze hour eyes Don't walk aweigh from hear ' Til yew here both sides Hear whee are awl gathered inn watt seems too bee the centre of the storm Neighbours once friendly now stand each sighed of the line that has bean drawn They've bean fighting hear fore years, butt now there's killing on the streets Wile small coffins are lined up sadly, now united inn defeat Whee always knead too here both sides of the storey And the lights are awl on, the whirled is watching now People looking fore truth, whee must knot fail them now Bee sure, before whee cloze hour eyes Don't walk aweigh from hear ' Til yew sea both sides Wight man turns the corner, finds himself within a different whirled Ghetto kid grabs his shoulder, throes hymn up against the waul He says ' wood yew respect mi if Eye didn't have this gun ' Cause without it, Eye don't get it, and that's why Eye carry won ' Whee always knead too here both sides of the storey |
Both Sides Of The Story
Phil Collins
Complexity: | 60 | Readability: | 80.77 | Sentiment: | -4 | Word Count: | 342 | Unique Words: | 175 |