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Throw up your voice but not your mind |
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While them agents of change go monopolize |
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Their colors and their faces are just shades of the same |
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All lost in the game |
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And we don't need no personal saviors here |
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Just a warm hearth and water. It's purely biological |
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No posturing mannequin man or woman |
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Shall receive my hand |
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Among all you angels is a champion angel |
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Among all you devils there's a free soul |
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Up from the disenfranchised the engine cries |
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Up from the circle there's a hole |
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The child insubordinate disrupts the pecking order |
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So go marry young while you can |
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'Cause the weave of the rug and the cut of the throne |
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Testify before the ocean's open hand |
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I promise you this promise we are not alone |
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But why is it I alone that promise this |
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Deny the forces that would hurry men |
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If you still can |
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Among all you angels is a champion angel |
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Among all you devils there's a free soul |
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Up from the disenfranchised the engine cries |
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Up from the circle there's a hole |
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We come now to a fracture in the road |
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Here time has taken her toll |
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The endless freezing and the thawing of the heart |
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Would eventually divide us apart |
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What's that you found in the pocket of your coat |
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Looks like a small sentiment that she wrote |
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Don't be my personal savior I would not be saved |
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I chose to walk alone |
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Among all you angels is a champion angel |
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Among all you devils there's a free soul |
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Up from the disenfranchised the engine cries |
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Up from the circle there's a hole |
