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No streets to cry at night |
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For change to come about |
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We've finally worn out our welcome |
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And we plague the cities with disease |
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And we breed too many mouths to feed |
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It's no surprise I'd like to see it all wash away |
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So let the story drop |
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With infinite power |
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Yet I'll stand strong |
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Just counting the hours |
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Like nothing's wrong |
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While the city's devoured |
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The storm rolls on, in these final hours |
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It's too late despite our regrets |
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We deserve everything we get |
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And I cant wait for the rain |
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I invite the earthquakes to hurricanes |
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And I love the moments just like this |
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Where the walls come down, and the chaos hits |
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There's nothing like an apocalypse to open your eyes |
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So let the story drop |
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With infinite power |
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Yet I'll stand strong |
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Just counting the hours |
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Like nothing's wrong |
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While the city's devoured |
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The storm rolls on, in these final hours |
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In these final hours |
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(Let it destroy everything) |
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(Don't wanna save anything) |
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And I don't care |
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If I watch the ocean swallow everything |
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I welcome the change |
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I'm so sick of this complete ignorance |
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Don't care who survives |
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Cause I'll be fine. |
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So let the story drop |
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With infinite power |
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Yet I'll stand strong |
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Just counting the hours |
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Like nothing's wrong |
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While the city's devoured |
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The storm rolls on, in these final hours |
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(Let it destroy everything) |
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In these final hours |
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(Don't wanna save anything) |
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Just let the storm keep raging on and on |
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It goes on and on |
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Rages on and on |
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In these final hours. |
