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His eyes are closed his face pale asleep on the ground |
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A newspaper reads the blood has spilled again |
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And you just dream my yellowman yellowman |
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The angels burn a torch to keep us warm |
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His lungs are wide awake but he won't breathe |
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He spits out the ocean and we dreamlike goldfish in a bowl |
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They think we're free yellowman |
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You're tying rocks to clouds to stay above the crowds |
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The angels burn a torch to keep us warm |
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|
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The blood has spilled again |
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The blood has spilled again |
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And blood has spilled again |
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The blood has spilled again |
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And you just dream yellowman |
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You never see the bloodstains on the battlefield |
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The angels burn a torch to keep us warm |