| Some men are born to reap the harvest
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| Some men are born to sow the seed
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| The lines between them are all drawn in
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| The lie between them is belief
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| If only we had eyes to see
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| The lines blurring
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| Fall in line if you’re willing
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| Defend these shores to the bitter end
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| Everyone’s got a reason
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| To name the victims and the villains
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| But who drew lines into the sand?
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| Does anyone know why we’re fighting?
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| Does anyone know the other side?
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| The lines between us are all drawn by
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| The lies that we choose to believe
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| If only we had eyes to see
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| The lines blurring
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| Fall in line if you’re willing
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| Defend these shores to the bitter end
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| Everyone’s got a reason
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| To name the victims and the villains
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| But who drew lines into the sand?
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| Does anyone know the other side?
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| To build a wall
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| Between us all
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| It’s our downfall
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| It’s our downfall
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| Fall in line if you’re willing
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| Defend these shores to the bitter end
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| Everyone’s got a reason
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| To name the victims and the villains
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| Fall in line if you’re willing
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| Defend these shores to the bitter end
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| Everyone’s got a reason
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| To name the victims and the villains
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| But who drew lines into the sand?
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| But who drew lines into the sand? |