| You’re angry but you don’t know how to be that yet
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| It seems too much went wrong and all at once
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| Resistance seems impossible from down this low
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| And surely no one else can feel like this
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| But on the streets
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| You can see them gathering
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| And in your heart
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| You know they feel like you do
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| Sound and pulse and volume
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| Hands just reaching out for hands
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| This is almost overload
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| I said almost overload
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| Friends and foes and princes
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| Are all just human in the end
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| This is so damn simple, yeah
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| It’s so damn simple
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| So standing in the steady throne of restless hope
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| You don’t feel like an outcast anymore
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| And something deep inside of you has waken up
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| And you know that nothing’s gonna be the same again
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| And on the streets
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| You can see for what seems miles
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| Because in your heart
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| You know they feel like you do
|
| Sound and pulse and volume
|
| Hands just reaching out for hands
|
| This is almost overload
|
| I said almost overload
|
| Friends and foes and princes
|
| Are all just human in the end
|
| This is so damn simple, yeah
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| It’s so damn simple
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| Your mind won’t be still
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| It may not again
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| You don’t think it will
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| But it will, it will
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| Sound and pulse and volume
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| Hands just reaching other hands
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| This is so damn simple, yeah
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| It’s so damn simple
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| This is so damn simple, yeah
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| This is so damn simple
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| This is so damn simple, yeah
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| This is so damn simple |