| I wrote a protest song about you, about you
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| Set off on the long march without you, without you
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| Set off on the long march without you, without you
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| I wrote a protest song about you, about you
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| About what’s left that lies between us, I’m walking
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| So many things worth burning for
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| I set myself on fire without you, without you
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| I wrote a protest song about you, about you
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| That not a soul was meant to hear, except you
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| I wrote a protest song about you, about you
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| I cheated gravity to chase you, to chase you
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| And through the burning space between us, you’re falling
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| You have a long way, long way to fall
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| I set myself on fire without you, without you
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| I wrote a protest song about you, about you
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| That not a soul was meant to hear, except you
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| So many things worth burning for
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| So many things worth burning for
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| So many things worth burning for
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| So many things worth burning for
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| So many things worth burning for
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| So many things worth burning for
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| So many things worth burning for |