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Foundations

ll call me a bitch And everyone we're with will be embarrassed And I won't give a shit My fingertips are holding onto The cracks in our foundation And

CHORUS Baby, now that I've found you I can't let you go I'll build my world around you I need you so Baby, even though you don't need me You don't need

my sisters to the right of me My fam' right in back of me My future right in front of me Lincoln be the name Ain't nobody ever touchin' me Foundation

So many words, so little truth, hate pumps through my scarred veins just barely healed. Torn apart...again. Our bleeding hearts and desicated veins solicit

go down To the foundation chant him down To the foundation he'll have to go down To the foundation, oh yeah, oh yeah To the foundation, yeah To the foundation

invincible, unbeatable Splintered hearts lacking the will I'm unstoppable, untouchable In your dance of indecision I never realized just how frail you'd be Cracks have shown in your foundation

Justify, as if it were our right to say Now decide, which liar you trust and which one chose our fate Fed in time as a choice we think we're making It

Words by Philippa Boyens, translated into Quenya by David Salo, music by Howard Shore Quenya Cuiva Olorin Narendur Tira nottolya Tulta tuolya An mauya

call me a bitch and everyone we're with will be embarrassed, and I won't give a shit. My fingertips are holding onto the cracks in our foundations, and