| We’ve been sleepwalking through days and I can’t seem to wake up
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| The beauty in farewell is yours alone to move in circles
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| Summon all your soldiers, stand them in a line
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| Be born to the horizon
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| Air your grievance, we shut it down
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| Shed your conscience, we shut it down
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| All that we’ve ever loved
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| These places make me nervous
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| We are not giving up
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| These faces make me nervous
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| We’ve got air in our lungs
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| These faces make me nervous
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| Air your grievance, we shut it down
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| Shed your conscience, we shut it down
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| Summon all of your soldiers, stand them in a line
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| We’re not afraid of what happens, not afraid to crack the spine
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| My thoughts were of you doing something or other
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| Thoughts of my father, thoughts of my mother
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| Deliver us now to an early grave
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| Chasing and chasing again and again
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| Air your grievance, we shut it down
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| Shed your conscience, we shut it down |