| Desire
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| His mind was torn up with desire
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| His mind was torn up with desire
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| He didn’t even know
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| He transpires
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| His face was caught up in a fire
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| His face was burned in the fire
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| He still didn’t know
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| They gave the knife to our fathers
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| Disguise, transform and outburst
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| They gave the knife to our fathers
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| To save your sons and daughters
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| The rise
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| A media parade in disguise
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| A media parade in disguise
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| Will we ever leave?
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| A different mice
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| Of the knife sent here to inspire
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| The knife sent here to inspire
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| Still we never learn
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| They gave the knife to our fathers
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| Disguise, transform and outburst
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| They gave the knife to our fathers
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| To save your sons and daughters
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| Please…
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| Breathe deep…
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| So I wouldn’t lose my friends…
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| (We'll ride back in and set them all to fire!)
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| We stole the knife from our fathers
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| To save our sons and daughters
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| Hey hey hey! |