| We fumble around
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| Pushing stones through the mesh
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| We reap as we sow
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| But so sown to the flesh
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| I had to dream in monochrome
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| A lie that they spun
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| I think I hear Heaven calling me home
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| When light pours from the sun
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| Two lives, later I’ll find
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| Everybody’s gone 'round here
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| We raise arms, but ain’t got a hand to call mine
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| I’m still out to find my peace of mind
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| I’m running on a heartbeat
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| I can feel it in my bloodflow
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| Eyes up when they call me
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| 'Cause we’re fighting in the good war
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| So send me off with a Godspeed
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| And I’ll slip through the backdoor
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| You and I gonna die free
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| 'Cause we’re fighting in the good war
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| We fumble around
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| Pushing homes from the nest
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| We’re too far to be found
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| (Fighting in the good war)
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| I had to speak in protocol
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| Biting my tongue
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| Sometimes I hear Hell calling me home
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| Yeah, but I know, it’s such a lie we spun
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| I’m running on a heartbeat
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| I can feel it in my bloodflow
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| Eyes up when they call me
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| 'Cause we’re fighting in the good war
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| So send me off with a Godspeed
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| And I’ll slip through the backdoor
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| You and I are gonna die free
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| 'Cause we’re fighting in the good war
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| I’m running on a heartbeat
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| I can feel it in my bloodflow
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| Eyes up when they call me
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| 'Cause we’re fighting in the good war
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| So send me off with a Godspeed
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| And I’ll slip through the backdoor
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| You and I are gonna die free
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| 'Cause we’re fighting in the good war |