| They’re the pacifist men,
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| These are the needles of cowards,
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| Truth is settled in stone many hearts to break
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| Many paths to walk,
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| Like to stick to the sun even when it shines black,
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| Even when it shines black
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| Walk alone
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| Walk alone
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| Told you once, told you twice,
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| Only here for the ride,
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| We are the kings of grand delusion
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| Only so much to take before it’s gone,
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| We are the kings of grand delusion
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| Here’s a righteous plan,
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| Spoken in tongues of the victims,
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| As they fell to their knees,
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| You heard the screams
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| Come for the ride,
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| Grand delusion, grand delusion
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| Come for the ride,
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| Grand delusion, grand delusion
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| Come for the ride,
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| Grand delusion, grand delusion
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| Come for the ride, You!
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| And still, the sun shines black,
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| And still, the sun shines black
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| At first we were left for dead
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| That place where we lost our breath
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| In time this became our home
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| Shovelled dust ‘til we sat on thrones, built from dirt!
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| The sons, built, from dirt! |