| It’s all crazy, so crazy tonight
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| But we can’t lay our heads down
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| Too many, too many times
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| But this ain’t what it’s all about
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| We lie to keep control over ourselfs
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| Deny that we are helplessly lost in a mess
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| Move your damn heads to this garbage sound
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| Move your damn ass to these nasty breakdowns
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| We gon' move our feet we gon' play the game
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| To make sure we will forget our pains
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| Everybody runs, everybody dance to forget
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| We gon' move our feet and we’re not alone
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| Now raise your fist and sing it
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| No hate, no greed, no fear of anyone else
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| No hurt, no vice, no harm for anything else
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| I slipped on the silence
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| When the young lost kids surrender alone
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| Vanish the violence
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| Enter our pack and find a way home
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| It seems scary, it seems scary tonight
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| But we can’t lay our heads down
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| Get ready, get ready in time
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| 'Cause this is what it’s all about
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| Being used, being broken
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| Joking about suffering
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| Forever and a day
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| And so on
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| Move your damn heads to this garbage sound
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| Move your damn ass to these nasty breakdowns
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| We gon' move our feet we gon' play the game
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| To make sure we will forget our pains
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| Everybody runs, everybody dance to forget
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| We gon' move our feet and we’re not alone
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| Now raise your fist and sing it
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| No hate, no greed, no fear
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| Now watch me go because I say I’m
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| Moving on with a critical songs but now I say I’m
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| Feeling little less like I’m lost because I say I
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| Rather do some hitting and run as if the torture broke down, fought back and I
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| won
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| And now I say I’m back and it is better for all of you to just say I
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| Go back up, see agony falling through and then say I
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| Run away, make it okay, making it great, giving it all and set me free
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| Now raise your fist and sing it
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| No hate no greed no fear
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| Of anyone else
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| No hurt no vice no harm
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| For anything else
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| I slipped on the silence
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| When the young lost kids surrender alone
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| Vanish the violence
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| Enter our pack and find a way home
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| Everybody runs, everybody dance to forget
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| We’re better off by now |