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Our souls are not ready for life |
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We're gonna have a fight |
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Our souls try to be swept from our bodies |
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Coming out to the streets |
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They'll complete what we did |
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Or what we wished to destroy. |
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They'll mess up despite the next |
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Outside our souls react to raging crowds. Tonight, |
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They'll kill and demonstrate what fight is all about. |
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Inside I'm wandering, wandering, |
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"what you're doing, |
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what you do has the logic of a soldier |
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and people will curse you" |
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Blood and Ruins, Blood and Ruins. |
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Our fragile conscience lies waiting for a war |
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where liars and honest fight to get some more. |
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Inside I'm wandering, wandering |
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"what you're doing, |
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what you do has no meaning |
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consider the fight all around." |
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Inside I am wandering, Inside I am wandering... |
