| The dogs at dawn barking
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| of hunger, no sharking
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| searching for something
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| intention: no running.
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| If you ever feel lonely — sing
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| and life is gettin phoney — sing
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| it is your voice only — sing
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| that cares so boldly — sing.
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| Pressure, not wanting
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| soul is in hunting
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| life towards Shanti
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| aliens shouting.
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| If you ever feel lonely — sing
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| and life is gettin phoney — sing
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| it is your voice only — sing
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| that will ring out so loud.
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| Giving it up coz the life is a lie… (one way to hell!)
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| Wish I could feel you, wish I could save from farewell.
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| Running around coz the the life is a lie… (swords of the spell)
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| Wish I could heal you… Wish I could heal!
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| Pressure, not wanting
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| soul is in hunting
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| life towards Shanti
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| aliens shouting.
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| If you ever feel lonely — sing
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| and life is gettin phoney — sing
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| it is your voice only — sing
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| You’ll wake the dead, sounding bright.
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| CHORUS
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| I don’t care if you paint my jesus in a funny way
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| cause in fact I think in a same way.
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| Can you apologize? |
| Or would it be bad for your buissiness?
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| Can you apologize? |
| Or are you too broud to beg? |
| Coz I ain’t.
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| If you ever feel lonely — sing
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| and life is gettin phoney — sing
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| it is your voice only — sing
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| that will ring out so loud. |