| You’ve been taken
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| From all that
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| You’ve ever know
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| There’s no question
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| You’re already on your own
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| What’s going on here
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| What have we done
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| Someting’s wrong
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| This can’t be right
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| Coffles and strangers
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| Pushing further
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| Beaten well into the night
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| We cannot alter or change
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| Gainst our will held in chains
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| Difference colour of skin
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| Is my sin
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| What gives them the right to
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| Take away
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| All I could’ve loved til my
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| Dying day
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| Is this bridge really destined to burn
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| Pale skinned serpent
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| There’s no conscience eating you
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| My sole purpose
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| What God has done onto you
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| What if the tables were reversed
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| With all your rights taken away
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| Suddenly perverse
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| It’s a nightmare
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| No one’s waking you today
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| We cannot alter or change
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| Gainst our will held in chains
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| Difference colour of skin
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| Is my sin
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| What gives them the right to
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| Take away
|
| All I could’ve loved til my
|
| Dying day
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| Is this bridge really destined to burn
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| Shrouded in fear
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| Morales reversed now
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| Battered til the core to one’s soul
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| Lighter a shade
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| You steal then you break
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| Even one’s own faith
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| We cannot alter or change
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| Gainst our will held in chains
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| Difference colour of skin
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| Is my sin
|
| What gives them the right to
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| Take away
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| All I could’ve loved til my
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| Dying day
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| Is this bridge really destined to burn |