| Everyday the world is bathed in
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| Blue TV screen light
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| Far away, while world keeps turning
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| I watch blood flooded men
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| Passing by
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| Dulled and carless
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| All the same to be, the same to be
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| Resignation’s all you feel, all you feel
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| Warriors instructed for their
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| Part in a holy war
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| Men in glaring white slides plan to
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| Kill some thousands more
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| Revenge the native shore
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| Man, that gets me
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| Don’t be fooled to think, be fooled to think
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| This sheer madness leads to something good, to something good
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| Got that!
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| Who can tell me
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| The world could be a better place
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| With a thousand houses burning
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| Mamas crying for their babes
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| I’d’ve been told a yarn believing in a must for
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| A war to save the world today
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| Pressure you into to trust in their words, even quite absurd
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| Preach an intact world just for gonna get you down
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| Pictures of a peaceful world
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| Ain’t at all that dead absurd
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| See us flying through the universes range
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| See us gliding in supreme, nothing will change
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| Hope I’ll never catch the strain
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| 'Bout their might and vain
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| Man, that gets me
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| Don’t be fooled to think, be fooled to think
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| This sheer madness leads to something good, to something good
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| Got that!
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| Who can tell me
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| The world could be a better place
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| With a thousand houses burning
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| Mamas crying for their babes
|
| I’d’ve been told a yarn believing in a must for
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| A war to save the world today
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| Pressure you into to trust in their words, even quite absurd
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| Preach an intact world just for gonna get you down |