| Is there anyone who ever remembers
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| Changing their mind from the paint on a sign?
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| Is there anyone who really recalls ever breaking rank, at all
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| For something someone yelled real loud, one time?
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| Oh, everyone believes
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| In how they think it ought to be
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| Oh, everyone believes
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| And they’re not going easily
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| Belief is a beautiful armor
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| But makes for the heaviest sword
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| Like punching underwater
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| You never can hit who you’re trying for
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| Some need the exhibition
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| And some have to know they tried
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| It’s the chemical weapon for the war that’s ragin' on inside
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| Oh, everyone believes
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| From emptiness to everything
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| Oh, everyone believes
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| And no one’s going quietly
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| We’re never going to win the world
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| We’re never going to stop the war
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| We’re never going to beat this, if belief is what we’re fighting for
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| We’re never going to win the world
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| We’re never going to stop the war
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| We’re never going to beat this, if belief is what we’re fighting for
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| Is there anyone you can remember
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| Ever surrendered with their life on the line?
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| We’re never going to win the world
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| We’re never going to stop the war
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| We’re never going to beat this, if belief is what we’re fighting for
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| We’re never going to win the world
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| We’re never going to stop the war
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| We’re never going to beat this, if belief is what we’re fighting for
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| What puts a hundred thousand children in the sand?
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| Belief can, belief can
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| What puts the folded flag inside his mother’s hand?
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| Belief can, belief can |