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| Once I had my heroes
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| Once I had my dreams
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| But all of that is changed now
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| The truth begins again
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| The truth is not that comfortable, no Mother taught us patience
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| The virtues of restraint
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| Father taught us boundaries
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| The knowledge we must go
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| I’m trying to protect my unity
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| That’s when I reach for my revolver
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| That’s when it all gets blown away
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| That’s when I reach for my revolver
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| The spirit passes by this way
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| A friend of mine once told me His one and only aim
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| To build a giant castle
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| And in it sign his name
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| Sign it with complete community
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| That’s when I reach for my revolver
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| That’s when it all gets blown away
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| That’s when I reach for my revolver
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| The spirit passes by this way
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| Now that the sky is empty
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| And that is nothing new
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| Instead they look upon us When they tell me That we’re nothing
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| I say!
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| That’s when I reach for my revolver
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| That’s when it all gets blown away
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| That’s when I reach for my revolver
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| The spirit passes by this way
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| That’s when I reach for my revolver
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| That’s when it all gets blown away
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| That’s when I reach for my revolver
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| The spirit passes by this way |