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Well I heard today |
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that the bombs are dropped |
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and I guess if it's true |
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then we all lie through |
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and it's been coming for days |
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for weeks and for months |
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but did anyone ever ask |
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if it's what we want? |
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so we sit in the dark |
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and we dare quietly |
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for the end |
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And when the sun goes cold |
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and the rain begins to burn |
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then the wolves will come out |
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then the wolves will come out |
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and when our hearts all stop |
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all these lies will stop |
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cause there's nowhere else to go |
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cause there's nowhere left to go |
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so we sit in the dark |
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and we dare quietly |
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for the end |
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Your lips, my lips |
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Your bones, my bones |
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My heart, your heart |
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are all I know |
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And now one of these arms will hold you tight |
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And now one of these arms will keep you right |