| A mind that I have locked they cannot use
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| A piece of me that I can never lose
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| A heart of cold that I cannot warm through
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| A life-shaped hole that I cannot refuse
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| No
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| Where do we go (we go)
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| What do we do (we do)
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| Where do we go now that light shines through
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| Where do we go (we go)
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| What do we do (we do)
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| Where do we go now that light shines through
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| Well I can feel the world begin to move
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| And I can see the sun break through the gloom
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| And how much blood can we afford to lose
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| The world’s alive but tied up
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| Tied up with a noose
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| The time has come to live or be consumed
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| The time has come to push back the entombed
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| The time has come to kill or be removed
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| The time has come to force this world to move
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| Where do we go (we go)
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| What do we do (we do)
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| Where do we go now that light shines through
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| Where do we go (we go)
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| What do we do (we do)
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| Where do we go now that light shines through
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| Where do we go now that light shines through
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| Where do we go now that light shines through
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| Where do we go now that light shines through
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| Where do we go now that light shines through
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| Well I can feel the world begin to move
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| And I can see the sun break through the gloom
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| And how much blood can we afford to lose
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| The world’s alive but tied up
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| Tied up with a noose
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| Well I can feel the world begin to move
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| And I can see the sun break through the gloom
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| And how much blood can we afford to lose
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| The world’s alive but tied up
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| Tied up with a noose |