| Outside you there’s a remedy
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| Inside you is an enemy
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| This twist of irony
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| Can I say you were ever a friend to me?
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| (Just like we promised)
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| And you know it was never a lie
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| The fallen son that bought our freedom
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| Is the I, the I that had to die
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| Outside you there’s a remedy
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| A destiny in identity
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| Is it the shot heard round the world
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| Or just one more apology?
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| You wrote us off for so long
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| So, so long
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| We burned that bridge instead
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| And now we’ve got a song
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| You’d better think again
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| 'Cause it’s long overdue
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| So many more of us
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| Than there are of you
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| Now I can release you
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| Apart from anything
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| To your corruption
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| (We sing this dedication)
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| As justice comes in many forms
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| This is no exception
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| The hero, Truthless, is lying prostrate
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| (And this is our redemption)
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| The contract on my head
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| Isn’t worth the paper, isn’t worth the pen
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| Isn’t worth the plastic promise
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| When the units aren’t moving
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| But we know, we know
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| Our hearts are beyond prices
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| These words, erupting from swollen tonsils
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| Will devour your clever devices
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| (These words are my gift to you)
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| My gift to you, these words
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| (These words are my gift to you)
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| For everything you put us through
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| I used to want to change the world
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| In brotherhood, us two
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| But now, my friend
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| I only want to save it from you
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| I bid farewell to those lonely days
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| Breaking my back for you to siphon my veins
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| The masters will now return
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| To the hands of the slaves
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| And we’ll spin them reel to reel
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| So that every single time you hear
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| This soundtrack of the voiceless
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| You’ll know the end is drawing near
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| Can I say you were ever a friend to me?
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| No
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| Now you know! |