Raglans - Natives

Romance, Pathos
Lend me your ears I know I've gotta sell it man
Loveless , love lost
In the end it's a case of wanting what you've never had

So let them sink my bones in the river cold
Let them stake their claim to this rusty throne
We will scratch our words in this very stone, this very stone

We are what we are, so let these songs be sung and let the words ring far
We are what we are, is what we are

Work hard, no choice
Decisions define the things your reason never can

So let them sink our
bones in the river cold
Let them stake their claim to this rusty throne
We will scratch our words in this very stone, this very stone

We are what we are, so let these songs be sung and let the words ring far
We are what we are, is what we are

We are the natives, the natives, the natives.