| Enjoy the silence, I’m certain it won’t last
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| A storm is stirring up, it has been from the past
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| We ignored the signs, no questions asked
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| The present reveals, we shouldn’t stand bias
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| I feel it in the air
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| And I can feel it in my bones
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| My knees are getting weak
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| The breeze is turning cold
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| We have to brace ourselves
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| For times to come ahead
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| So, put your brave face on
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| Cause panic and fear will soon spread
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| The great depression two point-O
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| Our governments are overthrown
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| Collapse of the economy
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| What has become of society?
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| All pointing fingers
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| None take the blame
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| How will things ever be the same?
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| But we know how this story goes
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| The poor will suffer, rich will grow
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| Riots in the streets, I pray that it won’t last
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| The storm has to calm down, it has done in the past
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| We’re stuck on repeat, with no end in sight
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| There is no chance to leave this planet alive
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| We should have listened
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| We should value that we’re living free
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| Cause all that is left behind
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| Is suffering and misery
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| I feel it in the air
|
| And I can feel it in my bones
|
| My knees are getting weak
|
| The breeze is turning cold
|
| We have to brace ourselves
|
| For times to come ahead
|
| So, put your brave face on
|
| Cause panic and fear will soon spread
|
| The great depression two point-O
|
| Our governments are overthrown
|
| Collapse of the economy
|
| What has become of society?
|
| All pointing fingers
|
| None take the blame
|
| How will things ever be the same?
|
| But we know how this story goes
|
| The poor will suffer, rich will grow |