| Listen people what I say
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| I hate to come to you this way
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| But there’s something going on in the world today
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| And I don’t know what I can say, I’m downhearted
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| Downhearted
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| Now I don’t think there can be one blame
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| You can’t point the finger or speak a name
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| There’s too much at stake, there? |
| s too much to lose
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| And it’s getting to the end of a burning fuse
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| I’m downhearted
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| So tell me am I out of line?
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| Am I wrong, or am I blind?
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| Is there any meaningful thing to say?
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| The blades of war are glistening
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| But there’s nobody listening
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| To the sound of the voices, hear them make their noise
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| The machine is too strong, gonna be destroyed
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| I’m downhearted
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| This place is crazy, it weighs too much
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| I’m lost inside the grid, I’m out of touch
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| Tell me, is there anything that I can do?
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| Blue policeman with a silver gun
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| Shot a red-defender and his only son
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| Ask somebody and they might say:
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| «Be straight laced, white faced and look the other way»
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| I’m downhearted |