| I don’t need a reason — being who I am —
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| I don’t need a reason to try to understand
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| Why we even bother, in the noman’s land
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| Killing one another. |
| For what? |
| Some rocks and sand?
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| But I’ll stop that flow — I won’t let it go
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| Everybody’s losing for a little gain
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| Everybody’s choosing to walk away in pain
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| Wake me up, I’m dreaming — world’s gone insane
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| I would give my life away, but who can stop the rain?
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| I swear I’ll stop these bullets in the air
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| I swear I won’t walk away
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| My share’s to be a tougher man to scare, my share —
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| Right to the dawn of Judgement Day
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| I know — it’s hard to move against the flow, I know —
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| But I won’t hide away
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| I’ll go 'cross the desert, through the snow
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| I’ll go into the light of Judgement Day
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| I know this day will come and count the score
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| Waiting for tomorrow I’d close my eyes and pray:
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| «Take my load of sorrow and all my fears away»
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| In a scary fashion nightmare reappears —
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| I can feel it coming and waking up in tears
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| Don’t tell me lies, 'coz everybody knows what’s goin’on
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| We’re almost proud that our race is bad right to the bone
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| Can’t you see — we’re looking again, high and low
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| For the world to destroy — like our own? |