| Somebody screamed
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| Somebody forced a lie
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| Somebody broke my faith today
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| And though it always seems the first time
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| It happens all the time baby
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| I find I’m dangling on a thin line
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| We are moving through life as prey
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| Somebody cried
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| Someone broke down inside
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| And I been listening to their stories
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| Down on the floor
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| I look up at the faces
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| Ragged by the races
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| Moving in time
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| Following the traces
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| Pretending a smile
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| Walking million miles with the forces of a wounded mule
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| And though it always seems the first time
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| It happens all the time baby
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| I find I’m dangling on a thin line
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| We are moving through life as prey
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| Somebody arrives in a foreign place and starts to cry
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| But not a soul who thinks of giving up his precious place
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| And so they die
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| And though it always seems the first time
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| It happens all the time baby
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| I find I’m dangling on a thin line
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| We are moving through life as prey |