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They brang us up with horns and |
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Hollywooden songs |
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Dead snakes and poisoned wisdoms between our teeth |
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The evil that's been done still is carrying on |
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And on this night there'll be no peace |
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The old leaders' bones, still beat on our homes |
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They built our life before us, we had no choice |
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The evil that's been done still is carrying on |
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And when they're gone we'll be the voice |
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Blue bird on a rock, slow wind blowing soft |
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Across the bare face of the sleeping lake[incomprehensible] up and be free, voice whispered to me |
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And in this way you will awake |
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Go climb up on a hill, stand perfectly still |
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And silently soak up the day |
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Don't rush and don't you roam, don't feel so alone |
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And in this way you will awake |
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And then this way you will awake |
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And this way you will awake |
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Pick up the pieces you see before you |
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Don't let your weaknesses destroy you |
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You know wherever you go, the world will follow |
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So let your reasons be true to you |
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Stay close to your friends up until the end |
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And when they know that you feel the same way |
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Rise up and be free and die happily |
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And in this way you will awake |
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And in this way you will awake |
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And this way you will awake, awake |
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Come on, come on [incomprehensible] |