| Oh, protest me
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| Protest me please
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| I want your loveless theology
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| Protest me
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| Protest me please
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| I want your fake ideology
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| A private reich in the heart of Kansas state
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| The classic victim card laced with shock value and hate
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| You make these signs
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| To invoke the feeling of fight
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| You’re hypocrites in your own right
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| Enabling the ones you protest
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| To take action in spite
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| «Better open rebuke than hidden love"This is an essential verse for growth
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| Well pull the log out of your own eye
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| Because it seems that you’ve managed to combine them both
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| So send me all of your sons
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| Send me all of your daughters
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| Let me show them what a real Father looks like
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| There is shame in your hate
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| From the God you claim to praise
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| And God bless the children
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| God bless the soldiers
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| God bless the ones who’ve held your words on their shoulders
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| It’s been so long
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| Oh, it’s been far too long
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| For the evil one is disguised
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| As angel of light
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| So I can choose the place
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| And you can choose the time
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| I’ve always wanted to know what the face of the devil looks like
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| But can your faith in hate cleanse both your body and soul?
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| Drop the cane and tell me I’m wrong
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| Step outside of your home
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| Oh step outside your home
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| «Better open rebuke than hidden love»
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| This is an essential verse for growth
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| Well pull the log out of your own eye
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| It seems that you’ve managed to combine them both
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| This song is not a threat but an oath
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| I will travel the world
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| Singing this song
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| And I will show that same world hope |