| Steady my shaky hands
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| Shut off the world’s demands
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| Just get the facts down
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| Do you understand?
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| This is a foreign land
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| So try to understand that
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| Do you understand?
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| Do you understand?
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| If this is what it feels to love
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| Then l can feel that
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| If this is what it feels to love
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| Then l can feel that
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| If this is what it feels to love
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| Then l can feel that
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| If this is what it feels to love
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| Then l can feel that
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| Even when you’re all alone
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| Even when it’s not your home
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| Take a little look around
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| Melting as it hits the ground
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| Touch my hand
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| Up to the air
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| Dying in a foreign land
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| So do you understand that
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| Do you understand?
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| Do you understand?
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| If this is what it feels to love
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| Then l can feel that
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| If this is what it feels to love
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| Then l can feel that
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| If this is what it feels to love
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| Then l can feel that
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| If this is what it feels to love
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| Then l can feel that
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| Even when you’re all alone
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| Even when it’s not your home
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| I smell the blood of an Australian
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| Try to understand this if you can
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| If you can
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| If you can
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| If this is what it feels to love
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| Then l can feel that
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| If this is what it feels to love
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| Then l can feel that
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| If this is what it feels to love
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| Then I can feel that
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| If this is what it feels to love
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| Then I can feel that
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| Even when you’re all alone
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| Even when it’s not your home
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| I smell the blood of an Australian |