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Did you ever think the earth would shake for me once more? |
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I want to see the sky light up over this city left for poor |
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Everybody's screaming; no one here can ask what for |
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And I just can't shake this feeling |
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That we're outta luck and nothing more |
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A pound of dust, a holy war |
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A photograph, I begged and I swore |
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But I still want a little more |
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Pull the luck out of this county; bucket crown ain't no disguise |
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I've left to stop the bleeding with a hope to realize |
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My misery is teeming; my heart could be stealing yours |
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And I just can't shake this feeling |
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That we're outta luck and nothing more |
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A pound of dust, a holy war |
| [01:19.74] |
A photograph, I begged and I swore |
| [01:25.06] |
But I still want a little more |
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Well I just can't shake this feeling |
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That we're outta luck and nothing more |
| [01:58.31] |
A pound of dust, a holy war |
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A photograph, I begged and I swore |
| [02:08.06] |
But I still want a little more |
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It's okay to tear the pictures from the frames that hold them still |
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Rattle all the cages, gather enemies on Capitol Hill |
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Yell at the sky, some kind of ideal bill |
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And I just can't shake this feeling |
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That we're outta luck and nothing more |
| [02:42.25] |
A pound of dust, a holy war |
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A photograph, I begged and I swore |
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But I still want a little more |
