| Make my way back to common ground
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| Make my way back to common ground
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| Make my way back to common ground
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| Make my way back
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| Am I angry?
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| Tell me am I angry?
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| At the picture in my head
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| Of what’s ahead
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| I’m trying to have patience
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| But my heart keeps on breakin'
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| Cause I trust you to protect
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| But you turn your back instead
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| Too many times I let you get away with murder
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| How am I to explain this insanity to our future
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| You can call it what you want
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| But I’m watching what you do
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| And I’m calling you out
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| And I’m calling you out
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| If we pretend like we don’t know
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| We won’t mend and we won’t grow
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| So I’m calling you out
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| And I’m reaching out
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| To make our way back to common ground
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| Let’s make our way back to common ground
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| Make our way back to common ground
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| Make our way back
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| You had me thinking it was perfect
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| Nothing wrong
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| But now I see I was deceived
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| The cracks have shown
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| Couldn’t believe it I perceived it was built on truth
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| Uncovered the facts damn
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| Let’s see what else you got hidin'
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| Black and white, black and white, black and white
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| You cut out the colors to paint a line
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| The red on your hands is hard to hide
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| All of a sudden you’re colorblind
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| Black and white, black and white, black and white
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| Despite all the pictures of painted lies
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| I have a dream that we make it right
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| I have a dream that we make it right
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| I have a dream
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| So call it what you want
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| But I’m watching what you do
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| And I’m calling you out
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| I’m calling you out
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| Don’t pretend like we don’t know
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| We won’t mend and we won’t grow
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| So I’m calling you out
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| And I’m reaching out
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| To make our way back to common ground
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| Let’s make our way back to common ground
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| I can’t move forward without you
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| I ain’t about to leave our legacy to wither away
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| There’s too much at stake
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| I know we can make our way
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| Too many times I let you get away with murder
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| I refuse to explain this insanity to our future
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| You can call it what you want
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| But I’m watching what you do
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| And I’m calling you out
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| And I’m calling you out
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| If we pretend like we don’t know
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| We won’t mend and we won’t grow
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| So I’m calling you out
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| And I’m reaching out
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| To make our way back to common ground
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| Let’s make our way back to common ground |