| This is not a choice
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| It is a consequence of human action
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| You cannot conceive my past
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| So just see what you think I’m after
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| Jump a fence and strap myself
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| To miles of moving metal
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| If it thunders over concrete
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| Do you think I’d do this just for fortune?
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| Justify your mind
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| Living on the French side
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| I’m your son or only daughter
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| Brought from certain slaughter
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| Doctor, Tinker, Tailor, Brick-layer
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| From Pakistan to Eritrea
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| Living in a cage of shit
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| This jungle is a real reducer
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| Humanise a lion
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| While you haven’t heard of Hamid Moussa
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| Justify your mind
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| Living on the French side
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| Then a boy washed
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| Then a boy washed
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| Death on your mind
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| He was beauty
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| And it made you think
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| «He could have been mine»
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| And the frame changed
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| Horror came
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| You realised
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| That we actually were people
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| And you had to be kind
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| Then the coin dropped
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| Everything got rearranged
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| For a minute we were human
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| You could spare a bit of change
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| It’s a fine line
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| In a lifetime
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| 'Cause Paris happened
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| And we turned back into a swarm of flies
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| Justify your mind
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| Living on the French side
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| Living on the French side
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| Justify your mind
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| Living on the French side |