| Settle down, don’t fight, don’t cry
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| People tend to turn a blind eye
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| We don’t want to see a murder committed here tonight
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| With steel to my side I felt like a child
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| I will do anything you ask
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| Anything that you desire
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| You keep my life in your hands
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| The omens are always there
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| I’ve become numb to their
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| Constant warning signs
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| This miserable day-in-day-out
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| Everyone belongs to everyone else
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| My last words will fall on death’s ears
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| This rotten air I breathe
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| My nerves are like crystal to me
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| It is clear
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| The crime that we share
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| The initiation to celebrate despair
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| My contribution to statistics
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| A cracking veneer
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| The traumatic exceptance of my mortality
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| Although my existence doesn’t mean that much to me
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| All of my acquaintances will be missed
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| But I think of the ones that I hold dear
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| The ones I’ve been blessed with
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| Have you found what you looking for?
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| Can we please just get on with it?
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| It’s funny how it’s gotten down to this
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| So what can we do? |