| Our brothers waged a lonely fight, while the bottom reaches out
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| Our leaders in the hall tonight try to talk this country down
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| Light up the land that crowned you
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| Take up the call around you
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| We’re all under the microscope searching for the fire
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| We’ve surrendered a kind of hope searching for the fire
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| Who will see the crime in every face?
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| Who will face the fire then turn away
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| Who has spoken out, stand or be put down
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| Who will face the wise, and watch the system die
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| Someone set the hills alight with a blinding midnight fire
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| A history worth of a nation’s crime, lie atop this funeral pyre
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| See how the world has found you
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| Hiding from what surrounds you
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| We’re all under the microscope searching for the fire
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| We surrendered a kind of hope searching for the fire
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| Who will see the crime in every face? |
| (are we coming undone?)
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| Who will face the fire then turn away? |
| (are we coming undone?)
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| Who has spoken out, stand or be put down
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| Who will face the wise, then watch the system die… |