| There are dogs in the yard, howling at the moon
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| There are sinners like me our judgment’s coming soon
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| And I stand at the bottom of this dark and lonely well
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| Saying «please give me answers so I might escape Hell»
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| I watched from my window as they gunned down unarmed men
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| Tried to say it’s not my problem: couldn’t happen to my friends
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| But the truth is they’re my brothers, and they’re my countrymen
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| And if we lose our better angels, we won’t get them back again
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| Come on and raise your voice above the raging seas
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| We can’t hold our breath forever when our brothers cannot breathe
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| Come on and raise your voice above the raging seas
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| We can’t hold our breath forever when our brothers cannot breathe
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| Oh, oh Oh, oh Oh, oh Our brothers cannot breathe
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| Oh, oh Oh, oh Oh, oh Our brothers cannot breathe
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| All good people, won’t you come around?
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| Won’t you come around?
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| Won’t you come around?
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| All good people, won’t you come around?
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| Won’t you come around?
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| Defend your brothers
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| All good people, won’t you come around?
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| Won’t you come around?
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| Won’t you come around?
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| All good people, won’t you come around?
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| Won’t you come around?
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| Hold up each other |