| We don’t really know, know about them
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| People getting thrown, thrown away
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| They try to fight for a man and his rights
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| In the attempt they have died
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| Bodies rolling down, down the streets
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| Fading every hope, hope and creed
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| The everyday life passing us by
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| We can’t forget they have died
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| Stand up and shout it out, and shout it out
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| Hearts beat within the crowd, within the crowd
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| Shut down for being proud, for being proud
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| Hope they won’t be too loud, too loud
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| Stand up and shout it out, and shout it out
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| Hearts beat within the crowd, the crowd
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| Shut down for being proud, for being proud
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| Hope they won’t be too loud, won’t be too loud
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| People they are proud and proud they stand
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| To certain point, point of view
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| The everyday life passing us by
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| We can’t forget they have died
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| And I hope, I hope that they can have it all
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| I hope that they can hear their call
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| Hope that they are gone
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| Stand up and shout it out, and shout it out
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| Hearts beat within the crowd, within the crowd
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| Shut down for being proud, for being proud
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| Hope they won’t be too loud, too loud
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| Stand up and shout it out, and shout it out
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| Hearts beat within the crowd, the crowd
|
| Shut down for being proud, for being proud
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| Hope they won’t be too loud, won’t be too loud
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| Stand up and shout it out, and shout it out
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| Hearts beat within the crowd, the crowd
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| Shut down for being proud, for being proud
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| Hope they won’t be too loud, won’t be too loud |