| «bring Back That Child,"She Said
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| «spare Me The Price Of Freedom.
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| Cold Is My Baby’s Head
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| Blown By The Wind Of Reason»
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| Even The Rage Behind
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| Cries Out To See
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| We’re Still Standing
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| Under The Closing Edge
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| Pay For The Crime Of Feeling
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| When All Your Pride Is Dead
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| You Must Be Scared Instead…
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| A Quiet Word Is My Proposition
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| A Promise Made Of A Fierce Day
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| A Body Bleeds For This Coalition
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| Without Surrender If You Stay
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| «show Me My Youth,"She Cried
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| «wasted For Desolation»
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| Hold Up The Sacrifice,
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| Pull Down Your Institutions
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| Resting While Anger Flies
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| Question’s The Same…
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| Who’s Deciding?
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| After The Clouds Have Lain
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| Shame On Your Generation
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| When All Your Guilt Lies Dead
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| You Must Be Scared Instead
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| A Quiet Word Is My Proposition
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| A Promise Made On A Fierce Day
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| The Body Bleeds For This Coalition
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| Without Surrender If You Stay
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| When All Your Pain Lies Dead
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| You Must Be Scared Instead
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| (repeat Chorus 2x)
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| Proposition…
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| (repeat) |