| Just how much of this will you all allow
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| To go on?
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| What will it take for you to realize you’re wrong?
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| Oh, so wrong
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| He fought with him, who fought with her
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| Who denied the knowledge of what those altercations were
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| All the lies and the sighs
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| This was not so reassuring
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| But all is well and all is merry
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| Even when the times are scary
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| Every generation is the same
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| Resulting in this fear illusion
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| Is a void that breeds confusion
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| Leading to a population tame
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| I understand demand
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| And know there’re no guarantees
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| But we’ve been built a world that’s full of small victories
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| I’ve been waiting for a light to shine my way
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| Every day
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| No one understands a word of what I say
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| «Go away»
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| «I rule the sun and all the stars»
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| Say the sons and daughters whose parents bought them getaway cars
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| To ignore inner war that is building up inside them
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| From the mountains to the prairies
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| Everything is looking scary
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| But the lot around me feel no pain
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| They live their days in mass delusion
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| While I coddle my seclusion
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| Knowing that they’re all laughing at Shane
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| I understand demand
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| And know there’re no guarantees
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| But we’ve been built a land that’s full of small victories |