No Bleeding Hearts Lyrics

	Don’t tell me I belong
	I don’t care where the keys are
	Don’t tell me that you long
	To brush my hair where the bees are
	You’ll never see the darkest night
	Or the colour of the Negro
	The beauty’s in the innocence below
	Your adolescent charms
	Free my soul, feed my ego
	As you navigate the calm
	Sand and storm, that goes where we go
	The legacy of old wives’ tales
	Diminishes reality
	Of minor parts played out on bended knee
	No preachers, no religious key
	No bleeding hearts, no refugee,
	No hope
	Don’t tell me of regrets
	All in all no concession
	No one can read our heads
	No one can hear our confession
	We celebrate in plastic shows
	And the seventies are throwaway
	In minor keys and drugs that steal the day
	No preachers, no religious key
	No bleeding hearts, no refugee,
	No hope
	You think that you perform
	But you perform like a stray dog
	You shelter from the storm
	By counting time like a meat hog
	It’s hard to see the darkest night
	Or the colour of the Negro
	I wanna see the light before I go
	No preachers, no religious key
	No bleeding hearts, no refugee,
	No hope

	Don' t tell me I belong
	I don' t care where the keys are
	Don' t tell me that you long
	To brush my hair where the bees are
	You' ll never see the darkest night
	Or the colour of the Negro
	The beauty' s in the innocence below
	Your adolescent charms
	Free my soul, feed my ego
	As you navigate the calm
	Sand and storm, that goes where we go
	The legacy of old wives' tales
	Diminishes reality
	Of minor parts played out on bended knee
	No preachers, no religious key
	No bleeding hearts, no refugee,
	No hope
	Don' t tell me of regrets
	All in all no concession
	No one can read our heads
	No one can hear our confession
	We celebrate in plastic shows
	And the seventies are throwaway
	In minor keys and drugs that steal the day
	No preachers, no religious key
	No bleeding hearts, no refugee,
	No hope
	You think that you perform
	But you perform like a stray dog
	You shelter from the storm
	By counting time like a meat hog
	It' s hard to see the darkest night
	Or the colour of the Negro
	I wanna see the light before I go
	No preachers, no religious key
	No bleeding hearts, no refugee,
	No hope

	Don' t tell me I belong
	I don' t care where the keys are
	Don' t tell me that you long
	To brush my hair where the bees are
	You' ll never see the darkest night
	Or the colour of the Negro
	The beauty' s in the innocence below
	Your adolescent charms
	Free my soul, feed my ego
	As you navigate the calm
	Sand and storm, that goes where we go
	The legacy of old wives' tales
	Diminishes reality
	Of minor parts played out on bended knee
	No preachers, no religious key
	No bleeding hearts, no refugee,
	No hope
	Don' t tell me of regrets
	All in all no concession
	No one can read our heads
	No one can hear our confession
	We celebrate in plastic shows
	And the seventies are throwaway
	In minor keys and drugs that steal the day
	No preachers, no religious key
	No bleeding hearts, no refugee,
	No hope
	You think that you perform
	But you perform like a stray dog
	You shelter from the storm
	By counting time like a meat hog
	It' s hard to see the darkest night
	Or the colour of the Negro
	I wanna see the light before I go
	No preachers, no religious key
	No bleeding hearts, no refugee,
	No hope

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