| New Houses
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| All of these corporate media giants,
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| corrupting our minds and leaving us empty…
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| We have to remember to breathe deep tonight.
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| Cause I cannot stand it for one more second…
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| All this waiting, and wishing, and hoping.
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| All these forces that leave us dejected,
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| will cover our minds and leave us breathless.
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| And every time we speak to each other our universes collide.
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| And all that’s left of you is hoping and beating, and keeping me on
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| tonight!
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| We cannot stand it … this fucked up planet.
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| Atlanta’s been wrecked and her children abandoned.
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| You could open your eyes…
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| To the heartache in losses, the beauty in forces…
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| We’ll build new houses of love and affection.
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| With everything we have to put in our weapons…
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| We’ll give this world a new direction
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| And every time we speak to each other our universes collide.
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| And all that’s left of you is hoping and bleeding, and keeping me on
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| tonight! |