| Bear with us killers and our predator nations
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| Soft target the doctors with malaria patients
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| The click at the door is now a brick through the window
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| I can smell the fear and I can see the sky dissolve
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| The highway
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| The highway is calling
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| Artery flows away from the heartland
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| The highway
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| The highway is calling
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| Far from the lies
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| Free of the sepsis
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| Back to, back to the water I’m feeling
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| To the river is all that I know, it’s all that I know
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| We’re holding every motive captive to a bayonet blade
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| As those about to die we salute to the districts
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| When every knuckle has been primed for a shattered jaw
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| Better to stab a dull shiv than roar chainsaw without a chain
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| I won’t rest
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| I won’t rest
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| I won’t rest until I find you
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| I won’t rest until we’re face to face
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| Oh, oh
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| Oh, no, we can’t stop here
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| Oh, no, we gotta reach the shore
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| Back to, back to the water I’m feeling
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| To the river is all that I know, it’s all that I know
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| Under water, under the air
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| To the river is all that I know, it’s all that I know
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| Rain, rain
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| Rain down the flood
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| Rain, rain
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| Rain down the flood
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| Rain, rain
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| Rain down the flood
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| Rain, rain
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| Rain down the flood
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| Rain, rain
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| Rain down the flood
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| Rain, rain
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| Rain down the flood
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| Rain, rain
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| Rain down the flood
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| Rain, rain
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| Rain down the flood
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| Rain down the flood
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| Rain down the flood
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| Rain down the flood
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| Rain down the flood
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| Back to, back to the water I’m feeling
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| To the river is all that I know, it’s all that I know
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| Under water, under the air
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| To the river is all that I know, it’s all that I know |