| I smell the fear that rains inside
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| The thought of children who must oblige
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| To tainted dreams and polluted seas
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| The missing moon and melting trees
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| A mist of doom and clouds of pain
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| Toxic waste and acid rain
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| The passing of our ignorance
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| A lifetime spent in abstinence
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| Living in fear
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| Living in fear
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| I can’t tell you no lies
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| Living in fear
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| Living in fear
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| Conditioning to hate and them to blame
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| Their search for God is just the same
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| Machines for hearts, how warped a view
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| Forgetting that they’re human too
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| Waiting like a branded steer
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| Who first will launch the burning spear
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| When every day may be your last
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| You think we’d learn from our past
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| Living in fear
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| Living in fear
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| I can’t tell you no lies
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| Living in fear
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| Living in fear
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| I smell the fear that rains inside
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| The thought of so many lives denied
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| More wounded soldiers, another burning flag
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| And rows and rows of body bags
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| No time for tears as the night falls cold
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| The days survivors crawl back in their holes
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| As for the rest they’re shipped back home
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| Home to the rows of white tomb stones
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| Living in fear
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| Living in fear
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| I can’t tell you no lies
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| Living in fear
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| Living in fear |