| Everyone’s got something to hold onto
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| In strange times and dark days
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| It’s hard, too
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| Make it up as we go along
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| Who’s to blame when nobody’s wrong?
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| Just a smokescreen of white
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| Just a ghost in your eye
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| A feeling that won’t shake until you burn it into flames
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| ‘Cause it’s strange times, dark days
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| Doesn’t matter what you say
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| Strange times times, dark days
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| (Lead me to your holy water)
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| Strange times, dark days
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| Doesn’t matter what you say
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| Strange times times, dark days
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| Scratching at the surface of an old truth
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| Searching for a lie, a hidden excuse
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| Everywher we soon will deceiv
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| Is there anything left to believe?
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| Just a smokescreen away
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| Just a ghost in your eye
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| A feeling that won’t shake until you burn it into flames
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| ‘Cause it’s strange times, dark days
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| Doesn’t matter what you say
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| Strange times times, dark days
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| (Lead me to your holy water)
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| Strange times, dark days
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| Doesn’t matter what you say
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| Strange times times, dark days
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| (Lead me to your holy water)
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| I can feel it coming
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| (Strange times, dark days) |
| Say I’m only dreaming
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| (Strange times, dark days)
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| I can feel it coming
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| (Strange times, dark days)
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| Say I’m only dreaming
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| (Strange times, dark days)
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| Everyone’s got something to hold onto
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| In strange times and dark days
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| It’s hard, too |