| I’m hoping for a good look
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| I’m hoping there’s some real change coming
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| We’re praying for a lost cause
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| When we are told we are not all welcome
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| You asked me for the real thing
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| I’m short on telling everyone nothing
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| My memories will only fade
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| When we lose our control
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| It seems that this is a fantasy
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| Or a projection of anticipated memory
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| It’s all in my hands to find a way
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| To lead me out of this place
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| For one last final time
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| Just you wait and see
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| This time is coming for you and me
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| Just you wait and see
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| This time is coming for you and me
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| We talked about it years ago
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| We sat upon a hill of frustration
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| It’s never been like this before
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| Now it all seems we are not all welcome
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| I tell myself another lie
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| That it would all seem to get better
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| But now it’s just an eye for an eye
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| When we lose our control
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| It seems that this is a fantasy
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| Or a projection of anticipated memory
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| It’s all in my hands to find a way
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| To lead me out of this place
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| For one last final time
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| Just you wait and see
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| This time is coming for you and me
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| Just you wait and see
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| This time is coming for you and me
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| Just you wait and see
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| This time is coming for you and me
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| Just you wait and see
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| This time is coming for you and me
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| Just you wait and see
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| This time is coming for you and me
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| Just you wait and see
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| This time is coming for you and me |