| I see them marching down
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| With hate in their eyes
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| The sun is hiding
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| When darkness fills the skies
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| The boys are so young
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| But still they have to leave
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| I hear their president speaking
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| A whole nation he deceives
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| But I am not the one who cries
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| It’s time to go
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| The other side is calling
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| It’s time to leave
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| Everything behind
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| The wounds are growing
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| In a nation full of hate
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| No sight of solutions
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| In a deeply polluted state
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| Foreign leaders trying hard
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| To rule the game
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| But what can they do
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| When there is no-one to blame
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| But I am not the one who cries
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| REPEAT CHORUS |