| We are the last remains
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| We are bridge over troubled water
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| We are the renegades
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| We are awake to what’s going on
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| I was the son of a promised land
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| Whose father’s youth was lost in Vietnam
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| One nation believed all the TV said
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| Killed Kennedy and screamed «God is dead!»
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| Come sing along with me our song it can’t be wrong
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| We are the last remains that carry on
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| We are the bombs that rain
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| Upon the ones that have done no wrong
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| We are the oil fields
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| That’ll burn till all hope is gone
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| So raise a flag and prey on everything gone wrong
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| In CEO we trust to carry on
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| We are the breakdown, come on and get down
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| Forever young, gonna tear this shit down
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| To write a story, our own story
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| To be the ones that’ll change direction
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| Cause I’ve been asleep too long
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| And I can’t remember how I got so numb
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| To what’s going on
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| We need no hand grenades
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| No machine guns to make us strong
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| We are the every day
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| They got armies well we got ours
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| So sing along with me we are the beating heart
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| That pumps this blood through veins that carry me on
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| So put your flag down, come on and get down
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| We are the ones that’ll tear this shit down
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| To write our story, our history
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| Without bombs or religious glory
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| Cause we’ve been asleep too long
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| With no real answer how it got this far
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| Tonight I will not close my eyes
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| How can we ever sleep again
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| How can we ever sleep the same
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| How can we ever sleep the same |