| I’m all right
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| Tell me you’re all right
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| Almost there
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| Barely here
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| I knew that this day would have to come
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| Wailing on the wall
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| Watching giants fall
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| I know there’s a message to receive
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| Written in debris
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| It’s meaning’s hard to see
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| The loss of innocence
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| Means nothing in the new world
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| All our hands are red
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| Everyone is guilty now
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| I’m all right
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| Tell me you’re all right
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| Stop my eyes…
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| Open wide
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| Another idiot glued to the box
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| Frozen to the screen
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| Scared to turn it off
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| Quiet shock gives way to righteousness
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| Rattle on the bars
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| Vengeance will be ours
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| Fanatics on their knees
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| Pray for a swift and just revenge
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| Become what they condemn
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| Mirror image men
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| Hands across America, let’s catch contact hysteria
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| Our flag erects from broken homes, July 4 for evermore
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| Colors of democracy
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| Fly from every SUV
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| The misspelled bumper sticker’s here
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| Where did all the honor students go?
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| Numbers on the news
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| This time with familiar names
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| This time on familiar ground
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| This reality in your back yard
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| So the fences fall
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| Will you redefine them all?
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| Will you choose shelter or empathy?
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| The world we share has come too close
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| With borders blown from glass
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| We collect stones and cast them
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| They say the party never stops
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| But I know we cannot get off
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| Another idiot comes on the box
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| Breathing privileged air
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| Preaching to the fair
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| Rallying one muscle under God
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| Leading on the cheer
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| Leaning on their fears
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| The state of ignorance means nothing to the faithful
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| God is with us now
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| They disregard the world beyond the wall |