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We might be outnumbered |
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I fear they will attack |
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I know we won't surrender |
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And we can't hold them back |
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We wore down our last welcome |
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Tied our own hands and feet |
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But the ghosts out there outnumber |
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Me and you and you and me |
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We might be outnumbered |
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But just you wait and see |
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There's a coldness on our shoulders |
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Though the moon's as red as fire |
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They came to claim our homes now |
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And that's why we take flight |
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But we'll protect our families |
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And force them out to sea |
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I hope the ghosts out there remember |
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The Indian in me believes |
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We might be outnumbered |
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But just you wait and see |
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I follow the shoreline with my family |
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We lied about our guilt now |
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But not our misery |
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What we've gone and done here |
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I hope our kids don't see |
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We might be outnumbered |
