| The world itself consumed
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| Man, that’s the only truth
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| And what we loved was not enough
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| Even though we wanted to
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| I learned it sick in bed
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| Mining golden vapours
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| Regrets like charms laid end to end
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| And other sweet divinities
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| And other sweet divinities
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| And other sweet divinities
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| And this I learned and thus I gleaned
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| What we loved was not enough
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| But kiss it quick and rise again
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| Kiss it quick and rise again
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| Kiss it quick and rise again
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| Kiss it quick and rise again
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| What we loved was not enough
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| But kiss it quick and rise again
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| What we loved was not enough
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| But kiss it quick and rise again
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| And the day has come when we no longer feel
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| And the day has come when we no longer feel
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| And the day has come when we no longer feel
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| And the day has come when we no longer feel
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| There’ll be war in our cities
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| And riots at the mall
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| There’ll be blood on our doorsteps
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| And panics at the ball
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| All our cities gonna burn
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| All our bridges gonna snap
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| All our pennies gonna rot
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| Lightning roll across our tracks
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| All our children gonna die
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| All our children gonna die
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| All our children gonna die
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| All our children gonna die
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| Then the west will rise again
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| Then the west will rise again
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| The west will rise again
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| The west will rise again
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| So goodnight vain children
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| Tonight is yours
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| The lights are yours
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| If you’d just ask for more
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| Than poverty and war
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| If you’d just ask for more
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| What we loved was not enough
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| What we loved was not enough
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| What we loved was not enough
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| What we loved was not enough |