| When I woke up this morning the trees didn’t work
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| Birdsong had turned to gunfire
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| And the stars were in the dirt
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| Snow feels like a heatwave
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| Sunshine feels like rain
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| Come back!
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| Come back, and make the world work again
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| Come back, and put an end to all this mess
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| Come back, and prove the world’s not heartless
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| Come back, and prove the world’s not … heartless
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| The air is thick as tar
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| And my skin is bruised and stung
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| I try to talk but no one understands my tongue
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| With every passing second I age a million years
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| When I fall and graze my knees … the uni cheers
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| Come back!
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| Come back, and make the world work again
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| Come back, and put an end to all this mess
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| Come back, and prove the world’s not heartless
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| Come back, and prove the world’s not … heartless
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| When I call your name out
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| It turns to shrapnel in my mouth
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| And the last time I looked up the north star was south
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| Come back!
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| Come back, and make the world work again
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| Come back, and put an end to all this mess
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| Come back, and prove the world’s not heartless
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| Come back, and prove the world’s not … heartless |