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Oh come on please, split from the sky |
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Oh this river, has grown so wide |
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We need some change, some kind of sign |
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Oh yeah the human heart's so cold and blind |
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These modern times, they're just not right |
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I said lets go, |
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I set this up |
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All on our knees, |
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I beg and pleas |
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We got sweat drippin down over our brows |
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Got sweat drippin down over all the clocks throughout town |
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Cacophony, how long will it be? |
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Oh I can see the singer rising from the floor he wont leave |
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Its all becoming, its all beginning |
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Two stiff fingers for a left right blessing it keeps it running, it keeps its message |
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Keeps the rhythm of confessing |
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Oh lost in town, i feel your sound |
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I hear you plea, your banged drum |
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I see the tear, roll down your cheek |
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You're so beautiful ingrained out loud |
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Into the dirt, the muddy curve |
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We hear the man, its covering |
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We feel the sweat, see the tail |
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Collecting underneath our fingernails |
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Laying underneath our sheets and covering our mouths |
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Cacophony, how long will it be? |
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Oh I can smell the smoke from burning buildings |
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Its all becoming, |
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Its all beginning |
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Two stiff fingers for a left right blessing |
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It keeps it running, keeps its message |
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Keep on confessing, lie aloud lesson |
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Its all becoming, |
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Its all beginning |
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Two stiff fingers for left right blessing |
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It keeps it running, keeps its message |
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Keep on confessing, lie aloud lesson |
