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born in the flood |
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bloody fingerprint sets |
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black marketed fresh |
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water canons forget me not |
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epitaph airbrush with death |
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white t's |
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wife beaters |
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button up |
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reattach flesh |
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in between the lines |
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outside of the law |
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underneath the veil |
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we dig our foundations |
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we navigate the globe |
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trying to find a pattern to break the mold |
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with a family to feed |
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theres nowhere we wont go |
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but what if were caught |
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they say I'm a snitch |
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shot at the check point |
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found with his throat slit |
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theres spray paint on the teleprompter |
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anchorman screams that hes seen a monster |
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mayday |
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theres bloodstains on his shirt |
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mayday |
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they say that hes gone berserk |
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sometimes |
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when I wanna shut out this world |
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wanna rip up this page |
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wanna pour out this heart |
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wanna get up on this stage |
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and my lips become percussion |
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and my fists become the rage |
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and I pound on this table |
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til it gives me something to say |
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then I think about things that Ive seen |
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right in front of me |
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that I don't wanna believe |
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gimme one of these mikes |
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lemme let em know |
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the way that it is is not how its gonna be |
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not if we don't let em get ahead of us |
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the present tensions no threat |
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its just a fence across the path |
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that were already ready to walk |
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rock solid footsteps |
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let em put up obstacles |
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and prove that it isn't possible |
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we don't give em any weight |
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true liberty and freedoms at stake |
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peace will never become pass |
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live my life until my last day |
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it was half-past eight in the bat cave |
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when the cracks in the plaster collapsed |
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and gave way to gaps in the pavement |
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mayday mayday |
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put it on blast |
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for the passengers and messengers |
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cause this is a disaster |
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|
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not far |
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off pissing on a cop car |
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in the hall with a pop tart |
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sipping liquor in the rock bar |
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everyone climb to the front line |
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lunchtimes canceled |
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all hands on deck to pull survivors from the landfill |
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onlookers passers-by shake off that rubble |
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brush off your shoulders |
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break free from your standstill |
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signs of a better world |
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causes we understand |
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failures we expected to occur |
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and bring redemption for our sins |
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safety from the crowds |
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in the shadows on the run |
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we write our own cider house |
| [02:13.39] |
rules to keep alive |
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rituals that prove their worth |
| [02:17.07] |
search for systems we can trust |
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rhythms we can lock into |
| [02:24.68] |
this is madness salvage teams can't bandage |
| [02:26.95] |
hope when its damaged or broken compassion |
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not enough rope in the van when world is collapsing |
| [02:28.80] |
our mode of action broadcast through the glass |
| [02:30.10] |
its all we can manage donate with the plastic |
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scraps from the salad |
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hoping to balance emotions invalidated |
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and staged on 4:3 aspects |
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just ballast for sadness |
| [02:39.85] |
lives shattered are standard fare for cameras and channels |
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stare no abracadabras |
| [02:44.96] |
no faster answers or mantras for disasters |
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remastered and plastered got it all backwards |
| [02:48.93] |
do you know the faction your backing |
| [02:51.23] |
its another man down |
| [02:52.98] |
another mother gone |
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child drowned |
| [02:54.57] |
another silenced song |
| [02:55.30] |
solitude |
| [02:56.17] |
another kind of strong |
| [02:56.99] |
I miss you |
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another strung along |
| [02:58.46] |
missing in action |
| [02:59.57] |
another page is blackened burned |
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turned to ashes to ashes |
| [03:03.00] |
dust off the flags and the caskets |
| [03:04.81] |
we will never find another you |
| [03:06.50] |
despite the life of love we knew |
| [03:08.10] |
these lightning times are trouble who |
| [03:09.73] |
cant count the strikes that punished through |
| [03:11.40] |
the bonds we thought would never break |
| [03:13.11] |
and never will and never fade and never change |
| [03:14.83] |
but there is the rage |
| [03:16.33] |
of losing you to their mistakes |
| [03:17.91] |
in between the lines |
| [03:19.24] |
signs of a the next movement |
| [03:20.34] |
refuge from the crowd |
| [03:21.38] |
outside of the law |
| [03:22.29] |
causes we understand |
| [03:23.03] |
hands that trace |
| [03:23.69] |
instructions for descendants in the |
| [03:24.91] |
shadows on the run |
| [03:26.32] |
underneath the veil |
| [03:27.10] |
failures we expected to |
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occur and bring redemption for our sins |
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in between the lines |
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