| I have seen a picture of hate, formed in a thousand ways
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| People say it’s all too late, talking of numbered days
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| In a time of pain and strife, in time of all your tears
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| Fight a battle of your life, think of the wasted years
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| Can you see a reason for it?
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| I don’t want this waiting for me
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| There is love behind your eyes, waiting for you to give
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| Love and hate, you realize, which do you want to live?
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| Do you want the blood of my life, hear now my cries above
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| Don’t try to hide yourself, behind those female lines
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| When you finally found the answer
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| Will you want me for all time?
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| I have seen a picture of hate, formed in a thousand ways
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| People say it’s all too late, talking of numbered days
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| In a time of pain and strife, in time of all your tears
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| Fight a fight for the right, think of the wasted years
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| Can you see a reason for it?
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| I don’t want this waiting for me |