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There's nothing wrong with the world today |
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Rivers overflowing |
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Snowy treetops in Bombay |
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There's nothing wrong with the sky tonight |
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Just white doves leaving vapour trails |
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In the shape of a pentagram |
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Leave it now |
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Da pacem cordium |
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Leave it now |
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Da pacem cordium |
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There's nothing wrong with the news, you know |
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They learn us to tell perfect lies |
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Til truth exists no more |
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There's nothing wrong with our God |
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Witness to our sacred wars |
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And bloodshed for oil |
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Leave it now |
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Da pacem cordium |
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Leave it now |
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Da pacem cordium |
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You better leave it now |
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There's nothing wrong with your health, you'll see |
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Said the doctor, it's called life |
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It cuts you like a knife |
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There's nothing wrong with me, I swear |
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I'm ticking like a time bomb |
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Gonna blow to bits inside |
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Leave it now |
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Da pacem cordium |
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Leave it now |
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Da pacem cordium |
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You better leave it now |
