| To must got a crack us to
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| It won’t look you in the eye
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| Is always in the circles
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| It took brook right in the skies
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| And now is talking in the alley
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| They will catch em in the air
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| Oh but the strength is in our future
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| And look you to a place
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| But I don’t wanna start a war
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| No I don’t wanna start a war
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| No I, I don’t wanna, I won’t start a war
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| But you must got high class
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| And he lied to you then pour your glass
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| Is always walking on quick sand
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| A suit low reaching for a head
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| And now is running from the east coast
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| Is just calling self a clean grave
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| Or what the string is in his future
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| Or even though we call a.
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| But I don’t wanna start a war
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| No I don’t wanna start a war
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| No I, I don’t wanna, I won’t start a war
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| And cold wind slap your face in summer
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| It’s time you want your faithful blonder
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| And cold wind slap your face in summer
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| It’s time you want your faithful blonder
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| I don’t wanna, I don’t wanna, I don’t wanna start no war (x 4)
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| I, I don’t wanna, I won’t start a war |