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Way too many stars |
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Way too many stripes |
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Far too many bagpipers bangin' on the pipes |
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Too many glory! hallelujah! rattled battle cries |
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Pass the ammunition! |
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Telling way too many lies |
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[Chorus:] |
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Too many alone |
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Too many aware |
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Too many- it vainly goes on over there |
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Too many bombs that are bursting the dreams |
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of the dads and the moms who now know what it means |
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Too many lives |
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Too many lost |
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Too many boundaries and borders've been crossed |
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Twenty one gunned and the bodies in bags |
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Done with the anthems and waived of the flags |
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[Chorus] |
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Way too many stars falling from the skies |
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An open invitation sent to open up their eyes |
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A monumental diplomatic moment that was missed |
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Too many make their living off it hand right over fist |
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Too many lives |
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Too many lost |
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Too many boundaries and borders've been crossed |
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Twenty one gunned and the bodies in bags |
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Done with the anthems and waived of the flags |
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[Chorus x2] |
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Who now know what it means [x2] |
