| There is a sickness that freezes the heart
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| The blackness in the dark
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| Hard to breath when we boil the sea
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| Destroying a world we clearly need
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| Dig another hole in the ground
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| Profits or how we are bound
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| Polluting the water that we drink
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| Cutting down every fucking tree
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| The cold of winter
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| But the world still burns
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| The cold of winter
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| And the world still turns
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| Winning in life no matter the cost
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| Even though winning means that we lost
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| Aftermath
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| There is a sickness that freezes the heart
|
| The blackness in the dark
|
| Hard to breath when we boil the sea
|
| Destroying a world we clearly need
|
| Dig another hole in the ground
|
| Profits or how we are bound
|
| Polluting the water that we drink
|
| Cutting down every fucking tree
|
| The cold of winter
|
| But the world still burns
|
| The cold of winter
|
| And the world still turns
|
| Winning in life no matter the cost
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| Even though winning means that we lost
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| Ignorance keeps creeping like frost
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| When dying is simply the cost
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| Murdering the future that we hold
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| Your children will have no place to go |
| The blood in your veins grows cold
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| And that makes the fire grow
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| There is a sickness that freezes the heart
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| The blackness in the dark!
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| The cold of winter
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| But the world still burns
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| The cold of winter
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| And the world still turns |