| It’s hard to sing songs about hope
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| In the time of the fall of love
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| It’s hard to wake up every day
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| To something you want no part of
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| There’s thousands of things we can say
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| But none can take back what’s been said
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| It’s hard to accept what is done
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| When somebody gets away
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| When someone who’s guilty and smirking
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| Got the best of everyone today
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| And you find out you don’t have a clue
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| In the breath before you have your say
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| Everything’s right here
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| This is where the bottom begins
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| Where mathematics takes us over
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| And It’s crystal clear nobody wins
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| We found out:
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| Those who taught us our values?
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| They lived life by seven deadly sins
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| An unlucky few are reacting
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| And everyone else is digging in
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| It’s hard to keep caring at all
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| Is the last thing that I heard her say
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| Then her eyes rolled back into her skull
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| And she dropped
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| And then she slipped away
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| And somebody somewhere yelled
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| Action!
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| And then someone somewhere presses play
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| And while the unlucky few are reacting
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| Everyone else picks out their display |