| Fault lightning
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| Blowing up inside of me
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| I go to war
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| Gloom’s biting
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| Growing mould inside of me
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| I go to war
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| Just to give you a touch of my religion
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| Going rogue on many silhouettes of doom
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| Fault lightning
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| Blowing up inside of me
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| I go to war
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| Fools biting
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| Growing mould all over me
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| Must go to war
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| Just to give you a touch of my religion
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| Going rogue on many silhouettes of doom
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| No more hiding
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| Away from old away from young
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| Who done me wrong
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| No more fighting
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| No more hate no more debate
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| Saying no to war
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| Just to give you a touch of my religion
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| Going rogue on many silhouettes of bloom |