| Spit in the face of everything that you tried to tell me and to stand for what
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| they believe
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| And I know there comes a time where we need to justify if matter is more
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| valuable than life itself
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| Where do we draw the line? |
| We’re starved to feed the riches. |
| Look what we’ve
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| left for the young. |
| Where do we draw the line? |
| Disgrace is no commodity.
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| What is left for the young?
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| We can’t flee, we can’t run away. |
| They will return, we have to stay.
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| I will stand and fight for you, this is your life
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| We are strong in numbers. |
| This is not goodbye. |
| You hold your life in the palm
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| of your own hand
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| We are strong in numbers, and I refuse to swallow lies or live my life on my
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| knees
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| I will not fit a mold, I will reject all that I’m told. |
| Life in my hands and
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| I’m not letting go for anything short of death
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| Where do we draw the line? |
| We’re starved to feed the riches. |
| Look what we’ve
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| left for the young. |
| Where do we draw the line? |
| Disgrace is no commodity.
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| What is left for the young?
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| We are strong in numbers. |
| This is not goodbye. |
| You hold your life in the palm
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| of your own hand
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| Spit in their face
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| And I know there comes a time where we need to justify if matter is more
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| valuable than life itself |