| You can breathe, but the air is running out
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| We lost all hope, lost all hope
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| In the search of our doom
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| And suffer through
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| The funeral of our world
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| We breed germs in vials
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| With the means to kill continents
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| In chemical warfare
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| We design bombs
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| Which can knock the Earth from its path
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| Its path around the sun
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| The prince is never going to make his way
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| Sleeping Beauty is already dead
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| Still the worst is yet to come
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| Pray to whatever God you believe in
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| We will need all the help
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| All the help we can get
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| Let me place my hand on
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| Your heart, your heart, your heart, you heart
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| Or at least point out where
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| Where it should have been
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| Every brick you see in this world
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| Is there because we put it there
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| Now we just seek to destroy
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| Everything that we created
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| You don’t inherit the Earth from your parents
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| You just borrow it
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| Borrow it from your children
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| Now ask yourself who pulls the strings of your life
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| And cut them one by one
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| The prince is never going to make his way
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| Sleeping Beauty is already dead
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| Still the worst is yet to come
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| Pray to whatever God you believe in
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| We will need all the help
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| All the help we can get
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| Let me place my hand on
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| Your heart, your heart, your heart, you heart
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| Or at least point out where
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| Where it should have been
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| Grow a new one
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| Grow a new one
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| Grow a new one
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| Grow a new heart
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| Pray to whatever God you believe in
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| We will need all the help
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| We can get
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| Let me place my hand on
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| Your heart, your heart, your heart, you heart
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| Or at least point out where
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| Where it should have been
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| Pray to whatever God you believe in
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| We will need all the help we can get |