| You’ve got the devil in your heart
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| That’s the cost of indecision
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| Still flirting with your cross
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| You’re not sure you’re forgiven
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| Have you slept beneath the start?
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| Only libertines are millionaires
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| So as you wrestle with you ghost
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| You’ve got to ask yourself permission
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| There’s a precedent for hope
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| There’s a tunnel for your vision
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| We call on revolution
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| Where every man’s his own disaster
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| Don’t get me started
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| I’m wasting just wasting time
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| We got this all worked out
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| We got our heads held high
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| Run to your future
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| Your future won’t save your lives
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| We got this all worked out
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| We got our heads held high
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| (Heads held high!)
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| Another rabbit in a hat
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| From a crooked politician
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| The promise is the trap
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| The fear is in the fiction
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| If money rules the world
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| Then poverty is surely liberation
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| Don’t get me started
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| I’m wasting just wasting time
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| We got this all worked out
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| We got our heads held high
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| Run to your future
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| Your future won’t save your lives
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| We got this all worked out
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| We got our heads held high
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| And you know
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| You all just wish you had the courage
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| To let it go
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| And you fear me
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| The devil in your heart
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| The crooked politician
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| Fucking with your cross
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| Not sure if you’re forgiven
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| The precedent for hope
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| The tunnel for your vision
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| When money ruled the world
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| We call on revolution now
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| (Evasion!)
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| (Evasion!)
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| Every rule you make us
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| Every rule we’ll break
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| Every right denied us
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| Every right we’ll take |