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In between the lines |
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We replace somebody |
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How often do I find |
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Revolution in me |
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Watch the space that's left by those who're gone |
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The names of men |
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Written for only the desperate to find |
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Better yet again gather what we know |
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And start to show |
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These many miles of woe, so |
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In between the lines |
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We replace somebody |
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How often do I find |
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Revolution in me |
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A mean design |
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This mind and body |
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When the two collide |
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Revolution in me |
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I'm tired of all these bad signs |
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And now there's no time to wait for people |
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To change their minds |
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'Cause from now on their burden is mine |
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Without their screaming |
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When they say they're leaving |
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Now is only to remind, remind |
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In between the lines |
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We replace somebody |
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How often do I find |
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Revolution in me |
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Revolution in me |
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A mean design |
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This mind and body |
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When the two collide |
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Revolution in me |
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In between the lines |
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We replace somebody |
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How often do I find |
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Revolution in me |
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A mean design |
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This mind and body |
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When the two collide |
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Revolution in me |
