| I was just a kid when I found out how cruel the world could be
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| Faded pictures of forgotten times, of endless misery
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| I lit a candle, but I could not know why
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| We didn’t talk about it anymore, the page already turned
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| Of all the things they had tried to teach, indifference is what I learned
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| Light a candle and you’ve done all you can
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| Well, I’ve watched as blind eyes turned away again
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| Seen iron-wrought convictions as they’ve bent
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| Want to believe that it’s not on your hands
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| So easy to pretend there’s someone else who gives a damn
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| So easy, but so hard to forget
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| Well, I’ve watched as blind eyes turned away again
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| Seen iron-wrought convictions as they’ve bent
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| You can change the channel, but it
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| Doesn’t change the end
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| It looks like
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| Business as usual again
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| Drowned in your culture of peace
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| You turn your back to the beast
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| It’s so easy to do
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| It’s so easy
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| Drowned in your culture of peace
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| You turn your back to the beast
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| It’s so easy to do
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| It’s so easy
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| Drowned in your culture of peace
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| You turn your back to the beast
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| It’s so easy to do
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| It’s so easy |