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His Young
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- Verse one:
All my skin was formed from broken glass.
All my Bones were cut from Paper.
You made your way in through my flesh into my home.
I'm just a little brittle boy.
I'm just a little brittle now.
- Chorus:
So lets harbour all these horrors that haunt us each day.
So we can lay our little heads to rest.
So lets harbour all these horrors that haunt us each day.
So we can lay our little heads to rest.
- Verse two:
Well listen oh his young oh they are weeping again.
Well listening oh his young oh they're screaming again.
Tear out my lungs, well break these little brittle bones.
Sedate me till I'm numb, till I am cold.
- Chorus:
So lets harbour all these horrors that haunt us each day.
So we can lay our little heads to rest.
So lets harbour all these horrors that haunt us each day.
So we can lay our little heads to rest.
- Emotional ending:
Listen oh his young oh I am weeping again
Well Listen His young Oh I am Screaming
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His New Atlas Armagh, UK
A relentless work ethic has seen the 19 year old establish a solid reputation for his extensive touring schedule across the UK and Ireland. This prolific new artist has been catching the attention of Radio Ulster's 'Across the Line' in addition to receiving airplay on Huw Stevens BBC Radio One Show for his latest offering 'Broken Mirrors' which has been accumulating thousands of views. ... more
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