| I’ve seen your face in the shadows.
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| I’ve seen your face in the places I wasn’t meant to be.
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| I’ve heard them whisper about you.
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| I’ve heard the men in the bars
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| and I’ve seen the women lock their doors at night
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| They say your eyes are on fire.
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| They say you’d kill a man for walking the wrong side of the line
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| But men, they say a lot of foolish things
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| and in the end the only words I can find to believe in are mine.
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| They say
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| This city, she’s been dead for years now… for years now.
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| So death is not something that scares me… that scares me.
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| There’s worse things than death here.
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| They told me…
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| Keep quiet.
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| I will not be told where to stand!
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| I will not be told what to say.
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| Not by man or machine,
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| Not by you,
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| not by anyone tonight!
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| You’re gonna have to do better than fear.
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| You’re gonna have to step out of the shadows and fight.
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| And when they see your face again,
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| They will know what it means
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| to have fear dragged out into the light.
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| Drag it out!
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| So come on!
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| Come on!
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| Step into the light!
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| This city, she’s been dead for years now… for years now.
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| So death is not something that scares me… that scares me.
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| There’s worse things
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| than death here
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| There’s loss and there’s silence and sadness.
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| So come on,
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| come on,
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| just open your mouths and revive it. |