| This is our manifesto
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| We’ve given all the best to you
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| Like it was the least that we could ever do
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| We’re soaked in gasoline while
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| You watched as everything just burned
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| Letting your lighter do the dirty work
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| You better hold your ground
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| The end is starting now
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| So load your gun
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| A war is coming
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| We are all against the wall
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| Won’t be the ones that time forgot
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| If it’s our fate, we’re not afraid
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| Oh, we can face your firing squad
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| This is our revolution
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| Too late for absolution now
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| Nothing could ever put this fire out
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| The calm before crescendo
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| The quiet night before the storm
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| Do you remember what you’re fighting for?
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| We are all against the wall
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| Won’t be the ones that time forgot
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| If it’s our fate, we’re not afraid
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| Oh, we can face your firing squad
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| You’ve covered our eyes in blindfolds
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| But light always finds its way back in
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| So go on and raise you rifles
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| And fire, fire, fire
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| (Do you remember what you’re fighting for?)
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| We are all against the wall
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| Won’t be the ones that time forgot
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| We’ll wear the stars
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| Like battle scars
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| So give us everything you got
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| If it’s our fate, we’re not afraid
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| Oh, we can face your firing squad |