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What will you do when your walls come down? |
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You should have turned your heart |
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You should have turned it around |
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You thought you were safe |
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Behind your iron and clay walls |
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I told you long ago that you were due for a fall |
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Jericho, |
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You're gonna be the slave of the master's servants |
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Jericho, |
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Your cities are burning and the soldiers are coming for you |
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Your wall street idols won't be here long |
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From cinders to ashes and they are all gone |
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I begged you to run from your idols to Me |
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But blind by fools gold no you just couldn't see |
