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Let's start a war for the kids |
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A purpose for which to unite |
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Make them some words they can mince |
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What they don't know |
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They won't mind |
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Find them a foe for the fight |
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And stories to tell as they age |
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Then maybe time will decide |
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Which ones keep and which ones fade |
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There's the deepest sleep in my blood |
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From which |
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I am slowly coming to |
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And every morning i wait for the news |
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Oh, this is, |
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This is post war blues |
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Make me a means to an end |
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Make me an ending in sight |
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Make me insightful again |
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What I can't see |
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I can't fight |
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Make me a fire to burn |
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Burn all the letter |
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I wroteWrite me a list of concerns |
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If we are at peace |
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If we are at peace |
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I wanna know |
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There's the deepest sleep in my blood |
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From which |
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I am slowly coming to |
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And every morning |
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I wait for the news |
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Oh, this is |
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This is post war blues |
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Oh, this is |
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This is post war blues |
