The Apex Theory Lyrics
"Right Foot"
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Never did I find a nest for my soul
We have made all the bans we imposed
We have thrown
On ourselves
In memory's manner
The weakended will
Raise their heads
To mellow their somber faces
This day you will
Be in your camp
In the streets of your people
You are at
The summit of the honored
Decorate yourselves
We have made all the bans we imposed
We have thrown
On ourselves
In memory's manner
The weakended will
Raise their heads
To mellow their somber faces
This day you will
Be in your camp
In the streets of your people
You are at
The summit of the honored
Decorate yourselves
This song is from the album "Topsy Turvy".