| old habits make me better
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| holding back from living life
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| they don’t even matter
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| find new ways to survive
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| we all have our enemies
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| but we won’t be in danger
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| we all have our enemies, all have our enemies
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| we all have our enemies
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| but there is no real danger
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| all have our enemies, all have our enemies
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| no amount of reflection
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| can give me satisfaction
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| noise pollution, still no solution, no restitution
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| so much confusion, no evolution
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| every day’s a copy of itself
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| a task for a purpose
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| fulfil your duty well
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| gears are turning well lubricated
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| but still it doesn’t know what it’s creating
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| and we all have our enemies
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| but we won’t be in danger
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| we all have our enemies, we all have our enemies
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| and we all have our enemies
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| but there is no real danger
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| we all have our enemies, all have our enemies
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| and we all love our enemies
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| and we won’t be in danger
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| all love our enemies, we all love our enemies
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| and we all love our enemies
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| cause there is no real danger
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| we all love our enemies, all love our enemies
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| don’t be afraid
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| to turn around
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| we turn blue ice
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| into fire |