| When your money is no good, and your mouth is sealed shut
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| We’re moving, We’re moving… Out
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| And how often did you say, you wanted things your way?
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| We’re moving, We’re moving… Out
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| Is it too much to ask for?
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| Open your eyes and see
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| It’s not too hard to believe, We’re in Way Too Deep
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| Is it to much to ask for?
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| Open your eyes and see
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| It’s not to hard to believe, We’re in way too deep
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| I’ve been told it’s not too long
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| I know it’s not that easy
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| I’ve been holding on to this
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| Do you understand?
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| Stop and listen
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| Can you hear me now?
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| It isn’t always the hard side you have to face
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| Unless you want to, we could be here for days
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| There’s a light you think is hidden that
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| Will be shown if you ask
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| There’s a light that can bring you surface
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| When you think it’s over
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| As fire glazes the city
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| Our eyes are forced shut, and our hands have never held so tight
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| Buildings fall
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| And punctured lungs fail to breathe beneath the rubble
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| We’re as dead as Our chests that pour evil |