| I steal to feed, I fight to breathe, through hunger not greed
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| I find these days it’s the only way I can survive
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| What have I done with my life?
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| Is this the end when two worlds collide?
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| Ooh, in this dusty city with all the gods on the hill
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| Will not one of them help us?
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| The temple which they built is an empty shell
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| The people who I see, scurrying on the streets, oblivious to our needs
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| I wonder sometimes how so many could be so blind?
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| What have I done with my life?
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| Is this the end when two worlds collide?
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| What have I done with my life?
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| Is this the end when two worlds collide?
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| Today I stole the sun from the sky, the color from the heart of a rose
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| Today I took food from the hand of a starving child
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| What have I done with my life?
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| Is this the end when two worlds collide?
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| What have I done with my life?
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| Is this the end when two worlds collide?
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| Guess that makes me a bad man
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| Guess that makes me a bad man
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| Guess that makes me a bad man |