| This is a warning shot
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| Your final call
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| An empty morgue with gurning hearts
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| Hollowed crowns
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| And all I see is marching bands
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| Is marching bands
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| Marching bands, which never rest
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| In broken stands
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| Butcher birds with useless throats
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| With useless throats
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| We’re not safe of dying kings
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| With plastic knives
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| It’s just another hospital
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| It’s just another, it’s just another
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| It’s just another hospital
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| It’s just another, it’s just another
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| It’s just another hospital
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| It’s just another hospital
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| It’s just another hospital
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| It’s just another, it’s just another
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| Captains made with metal tags
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| Flags brought down of hollowed crowns
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| It’s everything without a time
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| It’s just a, it’s just a
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| It’s just another hospital
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| It’s just another, it’s just another
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| It’s just another hospital
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| It’s just another, it’s just another
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| Goodbye all your marching bands
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| Laid to rest in broken stands
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| Butcher birds will fly away
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| Will fly away, will fly away
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| This is not a warning call
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| Your final shot
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| All I see is butcher birds
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| Will fly away, electric bloom
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| It’s just another hospital
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| It’s just another, it’s just another
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| It’s just another hospital
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| It’s just another, it’s just another |