Track 3112/3A Common Sense

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Try to hear me This tunnel is made of bricks Torn apart by bones Your own gold gave us all a serial They're gonna crack, gonna crack Won't come back Horses won't come back to find you Vesuvius, Vesuvius A common sense that I don't like to judge But I feel like something could have taken it away Like a cold wind storming from the castle we had made Is it really happening, happening to us? Is it really here? Is it really here? Have we got the fear? Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh Ooh, oh, oh, oh-oh Horses won't come back to find you Vesuvius, Vesuvius A common sense that I don't like to judge But I feel like something could have taken it away Like a cold wind storming from the castle we had made Is it really happening, happening to us? Is it really here? Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh But I feel like something could have taken it away Like a cold wind storming from the castle we had made Is it really happening, happening to us? Is it really here? Is it really here? Have we got the fear? Fear