| I know you’d like to forget
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| But I need you now to remember
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| There’s more to life than vote and react
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| Defend and attack
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| And I’m trying hard not to take it to heart
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| But the feedback gets to me
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| Between the gunpoint border
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| And the fictional virus of our identity
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| Beyond their control
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| Beyond petty politics
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| And weapons of killing time
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| Beyond the daily war
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| Beyond criminal damage
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| And terror police at night
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| When I wake up
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| From politics
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| We made
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| Will they make us slaves?
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| Paralyze us:
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| Test animals for
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| Killing systems
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| Run the maze
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| Now that you’ve met
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| Goals that we’ve set
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| All on target, all in flight
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| We won’t go gentle into that good night
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| A peace we live in the heart of the fight
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| This is our sacred ground
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| Beyond the petty rusting orders
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| In a rusting state
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| White noise surrounds
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| But it can’t seal our fate
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| And I’m trying hard not to take it to heart
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| The feedback gets to me
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| Between the gunpoint border
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| And the spiritual violence of our identity
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| Beyond their control
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| Beyond the days I wonder
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| If the sound of my voice isn’t mine
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| Sound of my voice isn’t mine
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| Beyond the daily war
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| The strength comes back
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| Like a bullet shot through time
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| Shot
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| Now we wake up
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| From politics
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| Remain
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| They won’t make us slaves
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| Paralyze us
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| Test animals for
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| Killing systems
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| Run the maze
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| Now that you’ve met
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| Goals that we’ve set
|
| All on target, all in flight
|
| We won’t go gentle into that good night
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| A peace we live in the heart of the fight
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| Now that you’ve met
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| Goals that we’ve set
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| All on target, all in flight
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| We won’t go gentle into that good night
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| A peace we live in the heart of the fight
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| (Rage against the dying of the light) |