We are the generation of abandoned children
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And I'm nobody's and you're nobody's
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And every first without five minutes is a villain
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And year after year, we are only angrier
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And whatever you want, a pill at night
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We play in love among other things
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How is Vera? |
But what about Faith in love and fidelity
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How about what my mother sang about in childhood,
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But what about Faith in good people
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I will collect it in your hands bit by bit and give it to you
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And you carry it in your hands like an ember
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And he is far and the way is far
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We have learned to understand everything as a lesson
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And every first one is almost God
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Look, it's gone, love is gone
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Inside the newspaper, and the look from steel
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How is Vera? |
But what about Faith in love and fidelity
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How about what my mother sang about in childhood,
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But what about Faith in good people
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I will collect it in your hands bit by bit and give it to you
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And you carry it in your hands
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Forget what fear means
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We got stuck in two steps
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And yet we encrypt in a nutshell
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How is Vera? |
But what about Faith in love and fidelity
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How about what my mother sang about in childhood,
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But what about Faith in good people
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I will collect it in your hands bit by bit - take it |