| Please raise your child to day
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| The way that you were born to play
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| Way that we all disappear
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| Allowing us to shade our fears
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| Pain, your every stamp
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| When you fault enough to wanna die
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| When you cry
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| You will find
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| Falling stars drain every night
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| Falling stars drain
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| Please raise your child to day
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| The way that you were told to play
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| Way that we all disappear
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| Allowing us to shade our fears
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| Pain, your every stamp
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| When you fault enough to wanna die
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| When you cry
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| You will find
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| Falling stars drain every night
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| Falling stars drain every night
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| Falling stars drain
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| In our arrested silence
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| We plead to our insane gods
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| In our voices
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| In our heads
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| Like the silence in the woods
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| To stop accusing man and his cool culture
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| Economic, global domination
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| The balance remains between that which is sought by the few — profit
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| And that which is sought by the most — peace, oh peace
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| Go now when you
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| Why can’t you see that I always belong to me?
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| Now when we Why can’t you see that you always belong…
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| Fall, falling stars drain every night
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| Falling stars drain every night
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| I can’t believe that you wanted me so much pain
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| Every,
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| Rie ra rie ra rie ra rie
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| Rie ra rie ra rie ra rie
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| Rie ra rie ra ra ra ra |