| There was a time it seemed so long ago
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| The world was painted gold
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| Before the hope began to corrode
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| And all the people awoke to the cold
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| That they had let the evil grow
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| And then came the masses
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| Who questioned the presence of god
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| Can anyone hear us?
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| These cries — these screams — will these footsteps be our last?
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| So they let us die the hate behind the smiles- it took them by surprise
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| And the silence left us hanging while we lit up like the 4th of July
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| If ignorance is peace pretend we didn’t say «never again»
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| And let forever belong to the dead
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| The time is now
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| This chance could be your soul redemption
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| Or these tombs will bear your denial, deception, and tragedy
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| One that you’ll help build when you let us burn
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| Biting off your nails won’t heal the scratches on your eyes
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| So they let us die the hate behind the smiles- it took them by surprise
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| And the silence left us hanging while we lit up like the 4th of July
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| If ignorance is peace pretend we didn’t say «never again»
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| And let forever belong to the dead
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| And there is no excuse
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| There is no lie big enough to hide behind (our time is now)
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| The blinding lights struck the people divided
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| What were they waiting for (our time is now)
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| So they let us die the hate behind the smiles- it took them by surprise
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| And the silence left us hanging while we lit up like the 4th of July
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| If ignorance is peace pretend we didn’t say «never again»
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| And let forever belong to the dead
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| Our time is now |