| My God is better than yours
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| And the walls of my house are so thick
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| I hear nothing at all
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| I followed you out in the storm
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| But it carried you off
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| And I burned every picture of yours
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| Was that not enough?
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| My gun is bigger than yours
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| So let’s arm the masses
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| And see what the bastards do then
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| Walking tall once set us apart
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| Now we’re down on all fours
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| Do you cry my name in the dark
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| Like I do yours?
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| These storms are getting stronger now
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| Trusses all bend and sway
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| Lightning hits, the power goes out in the fray
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| As the waves crash high
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| And the shoreline disappears
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| I will scream to the sky
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| Hey, people live here
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| My dreams are not unlike yours
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| They long for the safety
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| And break like a glass chandelier
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| But there’s laughter and oh, there is love
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| Just past the edge of our fears
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| And there’s chaos when push comes to shove
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| But it’s music to my ears
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| May you be in Heaven before the Devil knows you’re dead
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| May these winds be always at your back
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| Cause when we’re all just ghosts
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| And the madness overtakes us
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| We will look at the ashes
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| And say, people lived here
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| From the penthouse to the holy martyr
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| Sea to shining sea
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| From the coffins full of kindergartners
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| Is this what you call free?
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| From the hate that drips from all your crosses
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| Are your hands so clean?
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| And the wildfire and it’s spreading far
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| From sea to shining sea
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| When we’re all just ghosts
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| And the madness overtakes us
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| I will scream to the sky
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| Yeah, I’ll scream to the sky
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| Yeah, I’ll scream to the sky
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| Hey, people live here |