I remember what it's like
To be a victim almost every night.
And no one knows, or really cares
What your drinking, or the clothes we wear.
To the pirate stations
To the ivy nations
To all the generation
We come like little white doves, little white doves.
Little white doves, little white doves, baby.
Little white doves, little white doves. yeah.
Written by PEAKE, JULIAN / HARRIS, PAUL / HARRIS, BEN / SMITH, STEVE
Published by Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
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