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The Temperance Movement - Battle Lines (Official Audio)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
The Temperance Movement
The Temperance Movement
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Campbell
Campbell
Composer
Potashnick
Potashnick
Composer
Wilson
Wilson
Composer
FYFFE
FYFFE
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
The Temperance Movement
The Temperance Movement
Producer
Sam Miller
Sam Miller
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

Raised my eyes to light beyond the surface
Stretched my fingers upon the virgin sand
Dragged my belly across the open danger
Stimulation few could understand
Blood stain on my moral fibre
Bleached out but it's never been right
Reclaimed by a hob-nailed hipster
Reaching for his better side
Who knew I was a fine grind gangster
Heart beating by my only vice
When the money ain't winning the war
You redraw the battle lines
Further over I spied the weaker brother
Suicidal by his own design
Raised his head up and cried what they had called him
With my blue eyes and a name the same as mine
Hurricane in the natural order
You best dive if you missed the ark
When the high tide pulling you down
You swim like a tiger shark
Who knew I was a fine grind gangster
Heart beating by my only vice
When the money ain't winning the war
You redraw the battle lines
Alright, alright, alright
Blood stain in my moral fibre
Bleached out but it's never been right
Reclaimed by a hob-nailed hipster
Reaching for his better side
Who knew I was a fine grind gangster
Heart beating by my only vice
When the money ain't winning the war
You redraw the battle lines
Alright
Redraw the battle lines
Redraw the battle lines
Redraw, redraw, redraw
Written by: Campbell, FYFFE, Paul Sayer, Potashnick, Wilson
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