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Dual Citizen Video (MV)




Performed By: Neuma
Length: 1:56
Written by: Ian Martin




Neuma - Dual Citizen Lyrics




Though well acquainted with this dust bowl
It's heaven that I bust for
Dual citizen, but I've got a triple passport
Born in eastern PA
Grown up in the UK
Got the flavour of España
Flowing through my plasma
I'm uprooted
Unsuited to the world's home
I'm rerouted
Been ruined
Tasted of a better fountain
My heart's cupid
Look stupid
But flames running through my blood fluid
He substituted himself
Though the overflow of my heart's putrid
I see lucid
Bright-futured
Riding the horizon with my eyes on the prize
When I follow behind the one suffered and died for
So I give the life I can't keep
To gain one that they can't take
It's the only rational choice
Can't you see what is at stake?
I offer you myself
My inner longings, achievements and health
Woe to me if I measure blessings by wealth
That's a master that will crush you when you fail
My master crushed himself for me to make a way out of Hell
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Though well acquainted with this dust bowl
It's heaven that I bust for
Dual citizen, but I've got a triple passport
Born in eastern PA
Grown up in the UK
Got the flavour of España
Flowing through my plasma
I'm uprooted
Unsuited to the world's home
I'm rerouted
Been ruined
Tasted of a better fountain
My heart's cupid
Look stupid
But flames running through my blood fluid
He substituted himself
Though the overflow of my heart's putrid
I see lucid
Bright-futured
Riding the horizon with my eyes on the prize
When I follow behind the one suffered and died for
So I give the life I can't keep
To gain one that they can't take
It's the only rational choice
Can't you see what is at stake?
I offer you myself
My inner longings, achievements and health
Woe to me if I measure blessings by wealth
That's a master that will crush you when you fail
My master crushed himself for me to make a way out of Hell
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Writer: Ian Martin
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