| I rest and pray, motors break the silence of another day
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| My heart and soul lie broken, separated by the pain
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| Out in the fields, scenes of rage and anger
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| Guide these fists of steel
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| It seems reality has died behind this genocide
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| One by one, even now they come like
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| They’ve always done
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| Counting the rotors, when ever dream
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| Wakes with a scream, for now it’s
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| Showtime, armed and ready
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| Goodnight Saigon
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| Stagefright, heart beating heavy
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| Goodnight Saigon
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| The bullets fly, one inside a chamber
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| Somewhere bears my name
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| The needle lies to keep the things I can’t explain away
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| The senseless kill, now the main attraction
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| On a shameless bill
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| The only sanctuary is death, it’s all that left from me now
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| So I stare into deep despair and it’s always there
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| This is a time bomb, this is no obscene
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| I can’t believe that now it’s
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| Showtime, armed and ready
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| Goodnight Saigon
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| Stagefright, heart beating heavy
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| Goodnight Saigon
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| Showtime, armed and ready
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| Goodnight Saigon
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| Stagefright, heart beating heavy
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| Goodnight Saigon |