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Don't talk to me about politics or religion... |
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This is war... |
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Open your eyes |
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Take a look outside |
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Tell me |
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What do you see? |
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Barricades |
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Destruction |
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Gunmen |
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On every street |
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Every day |
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They dig another grave |
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They got a body count |
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Right up to the sky |
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You can tell me |
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There's no simple solution |
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But what we got here now |
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Sure as hell ain't right |
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Living on the edge of the empire |
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Living on the edge of a broken dream... |
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Hear the voices whisper |
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Hear the voices scream |
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The people here |
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Always live in fear |
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Not knowing |
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Which way to run |
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So don't talk to me |
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About diplomacy |
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The only talk here |
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Is with bullets |
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And guns |
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Living on the edge of the empire... |
