| I hear my conscience calling
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| Like shots from a machine gun
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| My God, what have I done?
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| I watch the free man falling
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| And burning like the sun
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| Where I’m done
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| If I fight, I will fight for you, my love, for you, my love
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| And if I die, I will die for you, my love, for you, my love
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| They can take it all
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| Have you on your knees
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| Make the poor man fall
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| It’s the land of free
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| And if I die, I will die for you, my love
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| I’ve made my home in exile
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| Watch them as they come
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| My God, what have they spun?
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| They bring their wine and missiles
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| Aim and fire for fun
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| Where I’m done
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| If I fight, I will fight for you, my love, for you, my love
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| And if I die, I will die for you, my love, for you, my love
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| They can take it all
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| Have you on your knees
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| Make the poor man fall
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| It’s the land of free
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| And if I die, I will die for you, my love
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| For you, my love
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| They can take it all
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| Have you on your knees
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| Make the poor man fall
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| It’s the land of free
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| And if I die, then I will die for you, my love
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| For you, my love
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| For you, my love |