| We said we’d drawn the last line, we made all our intentions clear
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| What better time than now? |
| What better place to die than here?
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| But I’m not giving this up
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| (We said we’d drawn the last line, we said we’d drawn the last line)
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| Hungry eyes surround me, they’re starving
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| They feed on your insides. |
| No warning, it’s happening
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| The sheep caught out in the landslide, they suffocate themselves in fear
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| But when the wolves are thirsty, the herd serve them up their blood and tears
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| But I’m not sipping from that cup
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| (We said we’d drawn the last line, we said we’d drawn the last line)
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| Hungry eyes surround me, they’re starving
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| They feed on your insides. |
| No warning, it’s happening
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| Feeding lies; |
| they deceive from the tree
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| The fruit’s been cast aside. |
| They’re planting seeds in your mind
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| The paradise they promised you has withered away
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| The borders that set us back get stronger every day
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| And if they lead our humanity astray, then I hope that I don’t have to live
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| long enough to see their masochistic ways
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| Lock me up and throw away the key
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| Pack my bags I’m ready to leave |