| Craving peace but now you face war
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| (We fight for love, we fight to save you all)
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| Your brother swear the lonely due to you
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| (We fight for peace, we fight to save you, too)
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| I know you were born to fight all day
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| You go fight till you die
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| Your straggled barrel combat head still has no time to cry
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| You might be true, you might be wrong
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| The answer doesn’t count
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| ‘Cause life is bored, so you had to fight
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| That’s all your art (?)
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| 'Cause it’s action for the masses, flash (?) for the poor
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| Circus for your TV, diamonds for the vault
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| Now, look at you
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| You and your war
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| With this groom in your head
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| How can you score
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| How will you pray
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| How will it feel
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| You could win if you learned to lose
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| Never believe
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| You know you’ll have to believe
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| You can’t stop, can’t break, can’t hold back
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| You fight, you war all day
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| You act like a righteous lumberjack
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| With a nasty chop away
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| You weren’t so much but you cannot change
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| The (?) change more than you
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| You’re marching (?) on your face
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| The (?) ask for you
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| 'Cause it’s action for the masses, flash (?) for the poor
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| Circus for your TV, diamonds for the fools
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| Now, look at you
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| You and your war
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| With this groom in your head
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| How can you score
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| How will you pray
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| How will it feel
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| You could win if you learned to lose
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| Never believe
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| You know you’ll have to believe |