| Staring through the disconnect
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| I felt my own inconsequence
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| Beneath the standing armies of discontent
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| I felt my own inconsequence
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| On a waiting train that wouldn’t leave
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| I prayed these chords my soul to keep
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| Tonight, they won’t take me alive
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| Cause there’s a song everyone knows
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| Though no one sang a single note
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| I can hear it
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| From the rumbling jungles of our self-defeat
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| To the sullen barracks where no one dares to sleep
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| On the battlefields of broken hearts
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| I saw this world fucking torn apart
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| Just waiting for nothing
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| Tonight, they won’t take me alive
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| Cause there’s a song everyone knows
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| Though no one sang a single note
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| I can hear it
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| Across the broken heartland, we’re all coming out
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| Blasting the sound of the trodden down
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| And tonight we’re for it
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| Fucking verse, bridge and chorus
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| No one knows who won the wars, but we know something’s died
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| Sleepless, workless, stuck in line
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| Giving in for the first time
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| We just stopped waiting for someone to save us
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| They tell me we got something to lose
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| (Like what, to whom?)
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| They tell me we got something to lose
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| (Like what, to whom?)
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| And I know you hear it too |