Текст песни Tears, The — Song for the Migrant Worker

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We hide in your shadows
You don't know our names
As we take you trays
And we don't seem to matter
With our straightened hair
And our vacant stare

We are clumsy, we are strange
We are jealous, we are plain
We're the shit that stains your daisy chain
Oh, but we'll be born again

And we drift like a landslide
With our almond eyes
Like a human tide
But yes we love our families
And our children too
Just like you do

We are clumsy, we are strange
We are jealous, we are plain
We're the shit that stains your daisy chain
Oh, but we'll be born again

We are nothing, we are sand
We're the dirt that's on your hands
Strung together like a daisy chain
Oh, we'll be born again
We'll be born again

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