| Mer De Noms
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| 1: The Hollow
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| Run desire run
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| Sexual being
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| Run him like a blade
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| To and through the heart
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| No conscience
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| One Motive
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| Cater to the hollow
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| Screaming feed me here
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| Fill me up again
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| Temporarily pacify this hungering
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| So grow
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| Libido throw
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| Dominoes of indiscretions down
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| Falling all around
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| In cycles
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| In circles
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| Constantly consuming
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| Conquer and devour
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| Cause it’s time to bring the fire down
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| Bridle all this indiscretion
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| Long enough to edify
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| And permanently fill this hollow
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| Screaming feed me here
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| Fill me up again
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| Temporarily pacifying
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| Feed me here
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| Fill me up again
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| Temporarily pacifying
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| 2: Magdalena
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| Overcome by your Moving temple Overcome by this Holiest of altars So pure So
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| rare To witness such an earthly goddess That I’ve lost my self control Beyond
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| compelled to throw this dollar down before your Holiest of altars I’d sell My
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| soul My self-esteem a dollar at a time One chance One kiss One taste of you my
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| magdalena I bear witness To this place, this prayer, so long forgotten So pure
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| So rare To witness such an earthly goddess That I’d sell My soul My self-esteem
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| a dollar at a time For one chance One kiss One taste of you my black madonna
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| I’d sell My soul My self-esteem a dollar at a time One taste One taste One
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| taste of you my Magdalena
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| 3: Rose
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| Don’t disturb The beast The tempermental goat The snail while he’s feeding on
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| the Rose Stay frozen, compromising What I will I am Bend around The wind
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| silently thrown about Again I’m treading so Soft and lightly Compromising my
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| will I am I am I will So no longer Will I Lay down Play dead Play your doe in
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| the headlights locked down and terrified Your deer in the headlights shot down
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| and horrified when Push comes to pull comes to shove Comes to step around this
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| Self-destructing dance that never would’ve ended till I Rose, I roared aloud
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| here I will I am. |
| I am I will So no longer Will I Lay down Lay dead Play this
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| Kneel down Gun-shy Martyr Pitiful I rose, I roared I will I am
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| 4: Judith
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| You’re such an inspiration for the ways That I’ll never ever choose to be Oh so
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| many ways for me to show you How the savior has abandoned you F*ck your God
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| Your Lord and your Christ He did this Took all you had and Left you this way
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| Still you pray, you never stray Never taste of the fruit You never thought to
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| question why It’s not like you killed someone It’s not like you drove a hateful
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| spear into his side Praise the one who left you Broken down and paralyzed He
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| did it all for you He did it all for you Oh so many many ways for me to show
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| you How your dogma has abandoned you Pray to your Christ, to your god Never
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| taste of the fruit Never stray, never break Never---choke on a lie Even though
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| he’s the one who did this to you You never thought to question why Not like you
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| killed someone It’s Not like you drove a spiteful spear into his side Talk to
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| Jesus Christ As if he knows the reasons why He did it all for you Did it all
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| for you He did it all for you
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| 5: Orestes
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| Metaphor for a missing moment Pull me into your perfect circle One womb One
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| shape One resolve Liberate this will To release us all Gotta cut away,
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| clear away Snip away and sever this Umbilical residue that’s Keeping me from
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| killing you And from pulling you down with me in here I can almost hear you
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| scream Give me One more medicated peaceful moment One more medicated peaceful
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| moment And I don’t wanna feel this overwhelming Hostility Because I don’t wanna
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| feel this overwhelming Hostility Gotta cut away Clear away Snip away and sever
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| this Umbilical residue Gotta cut away Clear away Snip away and sever this
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| Umbilical residue that’s Keeping me from killing you Keeping me from killing
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| you
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| 6: 3 Libras
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| Threw you the obvious And you flew with it on your back A name in your
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| recollection Down among a million, say: Difficult enough to feel a little bit
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| Disappointed, passed over. |
| When I’ve looked right through, To see you naked and
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| oblivious and you don’t see me Well I threw you the obvious, Just to see if
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| there’s more behind the Eyes of a fallen angel, Eyes of a tragedy. |
| Here I am expecting just a little bit Too much from the wounded But I see,
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| See through it all, See through, And see you. |
| So I threw you the obvious Do
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| you see what occurs behind the Eyes of a fallen angel Eyes of a tragedy Well,
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| oh well. |
| Apparently nothing. |
| Apparently nothing at all. |
| You don’t You don’t
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| You don’t see me You don’t You don’t You don’t see me You don’t You don’t You
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| don’t see me You don’t You don’t You don’t see me at all
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| 7: Sleeping Beauty
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| Delusional I believe I can cure it all for you, dear Coax or trick or drive or
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| drag the demons from you Make it right for you sleeping beauty Truly thought I
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| can magically heal you You’re far beyond a visible sign of your awakening
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| Failing miserably to rescue Sleeping Beauty Drunk on ego Truly thought I could
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| make it right If I kissed you one more time to Help you face the nightmare But
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| you’re far too poisoned for me Such a fool to think that I can wake you from
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| your slumber That I could actually heal you. |
| Sleeping Beauty Poisoned and
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| hopeless You’re far beyond a visible sign of your awakening Failing miserably
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| to find a way to comfort you Far beyond a visible sign of your awakening And
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| hiding from some poisoned memory Poisoned and hopeless Sleeping Beauty
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| 8: Thomas
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| Humble and helpless Learning to pray Praying for visions to Show me the way
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| Show me the way to forgive you Allow me to let it go Allow me to be forgiven
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| Show me the way to let go Show me the way to forgive you Allow me to let it go
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| Allow me to be forgiven Show me the way to let go Illuminate me, Illuminate me,
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| Illuminate me, I’m just praying for you to show me Where I’m to begin Hoping
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| to Hoping to reconnect to you
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| 9: Renholder
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| (instrumental)
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| 10: Thinking Of You
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| Lying all alone and restless unable to lose this image sleepless,
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| unable to focus on anything but your surrender Tugging a rhythm to the vision
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| that’s in my head Tugging a beat to the sight of you lying So delighted with a
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| new understanding Something about a little evil that makes that Unmistakable
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| noise I was hearing Unmistakable sound that I know so well Spent and sighing
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| with a look in your eye Spent and sighing with a look on your face like Sweet
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| revelation sweet surrender sweet, sweet surrender Surrender… Tugging a rhythm
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| to the vision that’s in my head Tugging a beat to the sight of you lying So
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| delighted with a new understanding Something about a little evil that makes
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| that Unmistakable noise I was hearing Unmistakable sound that I know so well
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| Spent and sighing with a look in your eye Spent and sighing with a look on your
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| face like Sweet revelation sweet surrendering Sweet revelation sweet Thinking
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| of you, thinking Thinking of you, Thinking of you, Thinking of you, thinking…
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| Sweet revelation sweet surrendering Sweet revelation
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| 11: Brena
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| My reflection Wraps and pulls me under healing waters to be Bathed in Brena
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| Guides me Safely in Worlds I’ve never been to Heal me Heal me My dear Brena So
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| vulnerable But it’s alright Heal me Heal me My dear Brena Show me lonely and
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| Show me openings To lead me closer to you My dear Brena (Feeling so) vulnerable
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| But it’s alright Opening to… heal… Opening to… heal… Heal. |
| Heal. |
| Heal.
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| . |
| Heal me
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| 12: Over
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| been over, been over this before been over and over been over this before And
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| over, been over this before so over this. |
| Been over this. |
| So over this.
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| Been over this. |
| Over this before
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| Thirteenth Step
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| «The Package»
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| Clever got me this far
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| Then tricky got me in
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| Eye on what i’m after
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| I don’t need another friend
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| Smile and drop the cliche
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| 'Till you think I’m listening
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| I take just what I came for
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| Then I’m out the door again
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| Peripheral on the package
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| Don’t care to settle in
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| Time to feed the monster
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| I don’t need another friend
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| Comfort is a mystery
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| Crawling out of my own skin
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| Just give me what I came for, then I’m out the door again
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| Lie to get what I came for
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| Lie to get just what I need
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| Lie to get what I crave
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| Lie and smile to get what’s mine
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| Eye on what i’m after
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| I don’t need another friend
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| Nod and watch your lips move
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| If you need me to pretend |
| Because clever got me this far
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| Then tricky got me in
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| I’ll take just what I came for
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| Then I’m out the door again
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| Lie to get what I came for
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| Lie to get what I need now
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| Lie to get what I’m craving
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| Lie and smile to get what’s mine
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| Give this to me
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| Mine, mine, mine
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| Take what’s mine
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| Mine, mine, mine
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| Take what’s mine
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| Mine, mine, mine
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| Lie to get what I came for
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| Lie to get what I need now
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| Lie to get what I’m craving
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| Lie to smile and get what’s mine
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| Give this to me
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| Take what’s mine
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| Mine, mine, mine
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| Take what’s mine
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| Give this to me
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| Take what’s mine, take what’s mine, mine…
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| Take what’s mine, take what’s mine, take what’s mine,
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| This is mine, mine, mine
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| «Weak and Powerless»
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| Tilling my own grave to keep me level
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| Jam another dragon down the hole
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| Digging to the rhythm and the echo of a solitary siren
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| One that pushes me along and leaves me so
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| Desperate and Ravenous
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| I’m so weak and powerless over you
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| Someone feed the monkey while I dig in search of China
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| White as Dracula as I approach the bottom
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| Desperate and Ravenous
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| I’m so weak and powerless over you
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| Little angel go away
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| Come again some other day
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| The devil has my ear today
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| I’ll never hear a word you say
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| He promised I would find a little solace
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| And some piece of mind
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| Whatever just as long as I don’t feel so
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| Desperate and Ravenous
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| I’m so weak and powerless over you
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| Desperate and Ravenous
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| I’m so weak and powerless
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| over you
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| «The Noose»
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| So glad to see you have overcome them.
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| Completely silent now
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| With heaven’s help
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| You cast your demons out
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| And not to pull your halo down
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| Around your neck and tug you off your cloud
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| But I’m more than just a little curious
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| How you’re planning to go about
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| Making your amends to the dead
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| To the dead
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| Recall the deeds as if
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| They’re all someone else’s
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| Atrocious stories
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| Now you stand reborn before us all
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| So glad to see you well
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| And not to pull your halo down
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| Around your neck and tug you to the ground
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| But I’m more than just a little curious
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| How you’re planning to go about
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| Making your amends to the dead
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| To the dead
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| With your halo slipping down
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| Your halo slipping
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| Your halo slipping down
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| Your halo slipping down
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| Your halo slipping down
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| Your halo slipping down to choke you now
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| «Blue»
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| I didn’t want to know
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| I just didn’t want to know
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| Best to keep things in the shallow end
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| Cause I never quite learned how to swim
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| I just didn’t want to know
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| Didn’t want, didn’t want,
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| Didn’t want, didn’t want
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| Close my eyes just to look at you
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| Taken by the seamless vision
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| I close my eyes,
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| Ignore the smoke,
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| Ignore the smoke,
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| Ignore the smoke
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| Call an optimist, she’s turning blue
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| Such a lovely color for you
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| Call an optimist, she’s turning blue
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| While I just sit and stare at you
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| Because I don’t want to know
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| I didn’t want to know
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| I just didn’t want to know
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| I just didn’t want
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| Mistook the nods for an approval
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| Just ignore the smoke and smile
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| Call an optimist, she’s turning blue
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| Such a lovely color for you
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| Call an optimist, she’s turning blue
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| Such a perfect color for your eyes
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| Call an optimist, she’s turning blue
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| Such a lovely color for you
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| Call an optimist, she’s turning blue
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| While I just sit and stare at you
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| I don’t want to know
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| «Vanishing»
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| Disappear
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| Disappear
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| Higher
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| Higher
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| Into the air
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| Slowly disappear
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| No, no longer here
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| Disappear
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| Disappear
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| Thinner, thinner
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| Into the air
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| Never really here
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| What that never
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| Like a thought brushing up against a sigh
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| Floating away
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| Floating away
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| Vanishing like a cyan sunday
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| Disappear
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| Disappear
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| Vanish, vanish into the air
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| Slowly disappear
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| Never really here
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| Floating away
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| Floating away
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| «A Stranger»
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| Cast the calming apple
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| Up and over satellites
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| To draw out the timid wild one
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| To convince you it’s alright
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| And I listen for the whisper
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| Of your sweet insanity while I formulate
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| Denials of your affect on me
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| You’re a stranger
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| So what do I care
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| You vanish today
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| Not the first time I hear
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| All the lies
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| What am I to do with all this silence
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| Shy away, shy away phantom
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| Run away terrified child
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| Won’t you move away you fucking tornado
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| I’m better off without you
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| Tearing my will down
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| «The Outsider»
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| Help me if you can |
| It’s just that this, this is not the way I’m wired
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| So could you please,
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| Help me understand why
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| You’ve given in to all these
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| Reckless dark desires
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| You’re lying to yourself again
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| Suicidal imbecile
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| Think about it, put it on the faultline
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| What’ll it take to get it through to you precious
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| I’m over this. |
| Why do you wanna throw it away like this
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| Such a mess. |
| Why would I want to watch you.
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| Disconnect and self destruct one bullet at a time
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| What’s your rush now, everyone will have his day to die
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| Medicated, drama queen, picture perfect, numb belligerence
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| Narcissistic, drama queen, craving fame and all its decadence
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| Lying through your teeth again
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| Suicidal imbecile
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| Think about it, put it on the fautline
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| What’ll it take to get it through to you precious
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| Go with this, why do you wanna throw it away like this
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| Such a mess. |
| Why would I wanna watch you…
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| Disconnect and self destruct one bullet at a time
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| What’s your rush now, everyone will have his day to die
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| They were right about you
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| They were right about you
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| Lying to my face again
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| Suicidal imbecile
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| Think about it put it on the fautline
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| What’ll it take to get it through to you precious
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| I’m over this. |
| Why do you wanna throw it away like this
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| Such a mess, I’m over this, over this!
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| Disconnect and self destruct, one bullet at a time
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| What’s your hurry, everyone will have his day to die
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| If you choose to pull the trigger, should your drama prove sincere,
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| Do it somewhere far away from here
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| «Crimes»
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| One… two…three
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| Four… five…six
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| Seven… eight…nine
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| Nine… nine…nine
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| Ten… ten…ten…ten
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| «The Nurse Who Loved Me»
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| Say hello to the rug’s topography
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| It holds quite a lot of interest with your face down on it
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| Say hello to the shrinking in your head
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| You can’t see it but you know its there so don’t neglect it
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| I’m taking her home with me all dressed in white
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| She’s got everything I need pharmacy keys
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| She’s falling hard for me I can see it in her eyes
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| She acts just like a nurse with all the other guys
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| Say hello to all the apples on the ground
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| They were once in your eyes but you sneezed them out while sleeping
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| Say hello to everything you’ve left behind
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| It’s even more a part of your life now that you can’t touch it
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| I’m taking her home with me all dressed in white
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| She’s got everything I need some pills in a little cup
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| She’s falling hard for me I can see it in her eyes
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| She acts just like a nurse with all the other guys
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| Say hello to the rugs topography…
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| «Pet»
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| Don’t fret precious I’m here, step away from the window
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| Go back to sleep
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| Lay your head down child
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| I won’t let the boogeyman come
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| Counting bodies like sheep
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| To the rhythm of the war drums
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| Pay no mind to the rabble
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| Pay no mind to the rabble
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| Head down, go to sleep
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| To the rhythm of the war drums
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| Pay no mind what other voices say
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| They don’t care about you, like I do, like I do
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| Safe from pain and truth and choice and other poison devils,
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| See, they don’t give a fuck about you, like I do.
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| Just stay with me, safe and ignorant,
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| Go back to sleep
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| Go back to sleep
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| Lay your head down child
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| I won’t let the boogeyman come
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| Count the bodies like sheep
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| To the rhythm of the war drums
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| Pay no mind to the rabble
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| Pay no mind to the rabble
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| Head down, go to sleep to the rhythm of the war drums
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| I’ll be the one to protect you from
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| Your enemies and all your demons
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| I’ll be the one to protect you from
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| A will to survive and a voice of reason
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| I’ll be the one to protect you from
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| Your enemies and your choices son
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| They’re one in the same
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| I must isolate you
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| Isolate and save you from yourself
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| Swayin to the rhythm of the new world order and
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| Count the bodies like sheep to the rhythm of the war drums
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| The boogeymen are coming
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| The boogeymen are coming
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| Keep your head down, go to sleep, to the rhythm of a war drums
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| Stay with me
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| Safe and ignorant
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| Just stay with me
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| Hold you and protect you from the other ones
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| The evil ones
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| Don’t love you son,
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| Go back to sleep
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| «Lullaby»
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| Go back to sleep…
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| Go back to sleep
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| «Gravity»
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| Lost again
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| Broken and weary
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| Unable to find my way
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| Tail in hand
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| Dizzy and clearly unable to
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| Just let this go
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| I am surrendering to the gravity and the unknown |
| Catch me heal me lift me back up to the sun
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| I choose to live
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| I fell again
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| Like a baby unable to stand on my own
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| Tail in hand
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| Dizzy and clearly unable to just let this go
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| High and surrendering to the gravity and the unknown
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| Catch me heal me lift me back up to the sun
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| I choose to live, I choose to live, I choose to live
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| Catch me heal me lift me back up to the sun
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| Help me survive the bottom
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| Calm these hands before they
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| Snare another pill and
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| Drive another nail down another
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| Needy hole please release me
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| I am surrendering to the gravity and the unknown
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| Catch me heal me lift me back up to the sun
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| I choose to live, I choose to live
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| Annihilation"
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| From dehumanization to arms production,
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| For the benefit of the nation or its destruction
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| Power, power, the law of the land,
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| Those living for death will die by their own hand,
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| Life’s no ordeal if you come to terms,
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| Reject the system dictating the norms
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| From dehumanization to arms production,
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| To hasten the nation towards its destruction
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| Power, power, the law of the land,
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| Those living for death will die by their own hand,
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| Life’s no ordeal if you come to terms,
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| Reject the system dictating the norms
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| From dehumanization to arms production,
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| To hasten the nation towards its destruction
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| Power, power, the law of the land,
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| Those living for death will die by their own hand,
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| Life’s no ordeal if you come to terms,
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| Reject the system dictating the norms
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| From dehumanization to arms production,
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| To hasten this nation towards its destruction,
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| It’s your choice, your choice, your choice, your choice,
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| Peace or annihilation
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| «Imagine»
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| Imagine there’s no heaven,
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| It’s easy if you try,
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| No hell below us,
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| Above us only sky,
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| Imagine all the people
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| living for today…
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| Imagine there’s no countries,
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| It isnt hard to do,
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| Nothing to kill or die for,
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| No religion too,
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| Imagine all the people
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| living life in peace…
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| You may say Im a dreamer,
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| but Im not the only one,
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| I hope some day you’ll join us,
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| And the world will live as one.
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| (Imagine all the people sharing all the world)
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| Imagine no possesions,
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| I wonder if you can,
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| No need for greed or hunger,
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| A brotherhood of man,
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| Imagine all the people
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| Sharing all the world…
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| You may say Im a dreamer,
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| but Im not the only one,
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| I hope some day you’ll join us,
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| And the world will live as one.
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| «(What's So Funny 'Bout) Peace Love And Understanding»
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| As I walk on through this wicked world,
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| Searching for light in the darkness of insanity,
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| I ask myself, Is all hope lost?
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| Is there only pain, and hatred, and misery?
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| And each time I feel like this inside,
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| There’s one thing I wanna know,
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| What’s so funny 'bout peace, love, and understanding?,
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| What’s so funny 'bout peace, love, and understanding?
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| And as I walked on through troubled times,
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| My spirit gets so downhearted sometimes,
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| So where are the strong?,
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| And who are the trusted?,
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| And where is the harmony?,
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| Sweet harmony
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| 'Cause each time I feel it slipping away, just makes me wanna cry,
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| What’s so funny 'bout peace, love, and understanding?,
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| What’s so funny 'bout peace, love, and understanding?
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| So where are the strong?,
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| And who are the trusted?,
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| And where is the harmony?,
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| Sweet harmony
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| 'Cause each time I feel it slipping away, just makes me wanna cry,
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| What’s so funny 'bout peace, love, and understanding?,
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| What’s so funny 'bout peace, love, and understanding?,
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| What’s so funny 'bout peace, love, and understanding?
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| «What's Going On»
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| Mother, mother,
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| There’s too many of you crying,
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| Brother, brother, brother,
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| There’s far too many of you dying,
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| You know we’ve got to find a way,
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| To bring some loving here today
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| Father, father,
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| We don’t need to escalate,
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| You see, war is not the answer,
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| For only love can conquer hate,
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| You know we’ve got to find a way,
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| To bring some loving here today
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| Picket lines and picket signs,
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| Don’t punish me with brutality,
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| Talk to me, so you can see,
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| Oh, what’s going on,
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| What’s going on,
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| Yeah, what’s going on,
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| Ah, what’s going on,
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| Father, father, everybody thinks we’re wrong,
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| But who are they to judge us?,
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| Simply because our hair is long,
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| You know we’ve got to find a way, |
| To bring some understanding here today, Oh
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| Picket lines and picket signs,
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| Don’t punish me with brutality,
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| Talk to me,
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| So you can see,
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| What’s going on,
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| What’s going on,
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| What’s going on,
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| What’s going on,
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| «Passive»
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| ЂњDead as dead can be,Ђќ my doctor tells me
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| But I just canЂ™t believe him, ever the optimistic one
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| IЂ™m sure of your ability to become my perfect enemy
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| Wake up and face me, donЂ™t play dead cause maybe
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| Someday I will walk away and say, ЂњYou disappoint me,Ђќ
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| Maybe youЂ™re better off this way
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| Leaning over you here, cold and catatonic
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| I catch a brief reflection of what you could and might have been
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| It’s your right and your ability
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| To becomeЂ¦my perfect enemyЂ¦
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| Wake up (we'll catch you) and face me (come one now),
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| DonЂ™t play dead (don't play dead)
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| Cause maybe (because maybe)
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| Someday IЂ™ll (someday I’ll) walk away and say, ЂњYou disappoint me,Ђќ
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| Maybe youЂ™re better off this way
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| Maybe youЂ™re better off this way
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| Maybe youЂ™re better off this way
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| Maybe youЂ™re better off this way
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| YouЂ™re better of this; |
| youЂ™re better off this;
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| Maybe youЂ™re better off!
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| Wake up (can't you) and face me (come on now),
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| DonЂ™t play dead (don't play dead)
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| Cause maybe (because maybe)
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| Someday IЂ™ll (someday I’ll) walk away and say, ЂњYou fucking disappoint me!Ђќ
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| Maybe youЂ™re better off this way
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| Go ahead and play dead
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| I know that you can hear this
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| Go ahead and play dead
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| Why can’t you turn and face me?
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| Why can’t you turn and face me?
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| Why can’t you turn and face me?
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| Why can’t you turn and face me?
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| You fucking disappoint me!
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| Passive aggressive bullshit
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| «Gimmie Gimmie Gimmie»
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| Gimmie, Gimmie, Gimmie,
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| I need some more,
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| Gimmie, Gimmie, Gimmie, Gimmie
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| Don’t ask what for
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| Sitting here like a loaded gun,
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| Waiting to go off,
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| I’ve got nothing to do,
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| But shoot my mouth off
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| Gimmie, Gimmie, Gimmie, Gimmie
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| I need some more,
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| Gimmie, Gimmie, Gimmie, Gimmie
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| Don’t ask what for
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| I know the world’s got problems,
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| I’ve got problems of my own,
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| Not the kind that can’t be solved,
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| With an atom bomb
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| Gimmie, Gimmie, Gimmie, Gimmie
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| I need some more,
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| Gimmie, Gimmie, Gimmie, Gimmie
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| Don’t ask what for
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| You know I’m gonna go out,
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| Get something for my head,
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| If I keep on doing this,
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| I’m gonna end up dead
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| Gimmie, Gimmie, Gimmie, Gimmie
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| I need some more,
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| Gimmie, Gimmie, Gimmie, Gimmie
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| Don’t ask what for
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| «People Are People»
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| We’re different colors,
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| And different creeds,
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| And different people,
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| Have different needs,
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| It’s obvious you hate me,
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| Though I’ve done nothing wrong,
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| I’ve never even met you,
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| What could I have done?
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| People are people so why should it be?
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| You and I shouldn’t get along.
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| People are people so why should it be?
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| You should hate me.
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| You’re punching and kicking,
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| And you’re shouting at me,
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| I’m relying on your common decency,
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| So far it hasn’t surfaced,
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| But I’m sure it exists,
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| It just takes a while to travel
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| From your head to your fist.
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| I can’t understand,
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| What makes a man,
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| Hate another man,
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| Help me understand,
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| People are people,
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| So why should it be?,
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| You and I shouldn’t get along,
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| People are people,
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| So why should it be,
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| You Should Hate me
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| I can’t understand,
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| What makes a man,
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| Hate another man?,
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| Help me understand,
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| «Freedom Of Choice»
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| We’re victims of sedition on the open sea.
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| No one ever said life was free.
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| Sink, swim, go down with the ship.
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| Just use your freedom of choice.
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| I’ll say it again in the land of the free
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| Use your freedom of choice, freedom of choice.
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| In ancient Rome
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| there was a pawn
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| who followed along
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| and watched it fall
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| he cast a stone
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| he felt secure
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| he felt that he would never be heard.
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| Freedom of choice
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| it’s what you’ve got
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| Freedom of choice
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| You’re given a voice
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| you don’t want it
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| seems to be the rule of thumb
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| don’t be tricked by waht you see
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| you’ve got two ways to go
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| I’ll say it again in the land of the free:
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| Use your freedom of choice, freedom of choice.
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| Freedom of choice
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| it’s what you’ve got
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| Freedom of choice…
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| In ancient Rome
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| there was a pawn
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| who followed along
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| and watched it fall
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| he cast a stone
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| he felt secure
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| he felt that his voice would never be heard.
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| Freedom of choice |
| it’s what you’ve got
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| Freedom from choice
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| it’s what you want.
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| Freedom of choice —
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| it’s what you’ve got.
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| Freedom from choice.
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| It’s what you want.
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| Freedom from choice
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| It’s what you want.
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| Freedom from choice.
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| «Let's Have A War»
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| There’s so many of us,
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| So many of us,
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| So many, there’s so many, there’s so many
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| Let’s have a war,
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| So you can go and die,
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| Let’s have a war,
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| We could all use the money,
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| Let’s have a war,
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| We need the space,
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| Let’s have a war,
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| Clean out this place
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| It already started in the city,
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| Suburbia will be just as easy
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| Let’s have a war,
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| Jack up the Dow Jones,
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| Let’s have a war,
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| It can start in New Jersey,
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| Let’s have a war,
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| Blame it on the middle-class,
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| Let’s have a war,
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| We’re like rats in a cage
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| It already started in the city,
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| Suburbia will be just as easy
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| Let’s have a war,
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| Sell the rights to the networks,
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| Let’s have a war,
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| Let our wallets get fat like last time,
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| Let’s have a war,
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| Give guns to the queers,
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| Let’s have a war,
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| The enemy’s within
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| It already started in the city,
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| Suburbia will be just as easy
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| «Counting Bodies Like Sheep To The Rhythm Of The War Drums»
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| Don’t fret precious I’m here, step away from the window
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| Go back to sleep
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| Safe from pain and truth and choice and other poison devils,
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| See, they don’t give a fuck about you, like I do.
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| Count the bodies like sheep
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| Count the bodies like sheep
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| Counting bodies like sheep
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| To the rhythm of the war drums
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| Count the bodies like sheep
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| Go back to sleep
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| Go back to sleep
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| Counting bodies like sheep
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| To the rhythm of the war drums
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| Go back to sleep
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| Go back to sleep
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| Counting bodies like sheep
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| To the rhythm of the war drums
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| Go back to sleep
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| Go back to sleep
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| Counting bodies like sheep
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| Go back to sleep
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| Go to sleep
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| Go back to sleep
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| Go back to sleep
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| Go back to sleep
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| Counting bodies like sheep
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| Go back to sleep
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| Go back to sleep
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| Counting bodies like sheep
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| Go back to sleep
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| Go back to sleep
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| Counting bodies like sheep
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| To the rhythm of the war drums
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| Go back to sleep
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| Go back to sleep
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| Counting bodies like sheep
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| To the rhythm of the war drums
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| Go back to sleep
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| Go back to sleep
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| Counting bodies like sheep
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| To the rhythm of the war drums
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| IЂ™ll be the one to protect you from your enemies and all your demons
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| I’ll be the one to protect you from a will to survive and a voice of reason
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| I’ll be the one to protect you from your enemies and your choices son
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| They’re one in the same, I must isolate youЂ¦
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| Isolate and save you from yourself Ђ¦
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| «When The Levee Breaks»
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| If it keeps on raining, levee’s going to break,
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| If it keeps on raining, levee’s going to break,
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| And the water gonna come in, have no place to stay
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| Well all last night I sat on the levee and moan,
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| Well all last night I sat on the levee and moan,
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| Thinking about my baby and my happy home,
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| If it keeps on raining, levee’s going to break,
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| If it keeps on raining, levee’s going to break,
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| And all these people have no place to stay
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| Now look here mama what am I to do?,
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| Now look here mama what am I to do?,
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| I ain’t got nobody to tell my troubles to
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| I works on the levee mama both night and day,
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| I works on the levee mama both night and day,
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| I ain’t got nobody, keep the water away
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| Oh crying won’t help you, praying won’t do no good,
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| Oh crying won’t help you, praying won’t do no good,
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| When the levee breaks, mama, you got to lose
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| I works on the levee, mama both night and day,
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| I works on the levee, mama both night and day,
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| I works so hard, to keep the water away
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| I had a woman, she wouldn’t do for me,
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| I had a woman, she wouldn’t do for me,
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| I’m going back to my used to be
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| It’s a mean old levee, cause me to weep and moan
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| It’s a mean old levee, cause me to weep and moan
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| Gonna leave my baby, and my happy home
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| «Fiddle And The Drum»
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| And so once again,
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| My dear Johnny, my dear friend,
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| And so once again you are fighting us all,
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| And when I ask you why,
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| You raise your sticks and cry, and I fall,
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| Oh, my friend,
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| How did you come?,
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| To trade the fiddle for the drum,
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| You say I have turned,
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| Like the enemies you’ve earned,
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| But I can remember,
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| All the good things you are,
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| And so I ask you please, |
| Can I help you find the peace and the star?,
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| Oh, my friend,
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| What time is this?,
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| To trade the handshake for the fist
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| And so once again,
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| Oh, America my friend,
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| And so once again,
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| You are fighting us all,
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| And when we ask you why,
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| You raise your sticks and cry and we fall,
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| Oh, my friend,
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| How did you come,
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| To trade the fiddle for the drum
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| You say we have turned,
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| Like the enemies you’ve earned,
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| But we can remember,
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| All the good things you are,
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| And so we ask you please,
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| Can we help you find the peace and the star?,
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| Oh my friend,
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| We have all come,
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| To fear the beating of your drum |