| This is a song about love.
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| And when we turn our backs we tune it out.
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| Colder and colder we turn it off.
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| If there ever was true love for life,
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| it’s gone. |
| Where has it gone?
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| Life burns inside our hearts,
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| but we’re losing touch.
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| We’re losing ground.
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| Traditions of killing passed on and on.
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| Life burns inside our souls,
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| but we discriminate to show our hate.
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| So easily we detach ourselves from how other people feel…
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| This is a song about hate.
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| Ripping and tearing down,
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| we smash it burn it to the ground.
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| Escalate the greed that fuels our hate.
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| In our struggle for power we generalize,
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| if fear of difference we buy their lies.
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| We don’t realize the pain we create.
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| Life burns inside our hearts,
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| but we’re losing touch,
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| we’re losing ground.
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| Traditions of killing passed on and on.
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| Life burns inside our souls,
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| but we discriminate to show our hate.
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| So easily we detach ourselves from how other people feel… |