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Some say it's a combat zone, |
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Trying to protect all the things that we own, |
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From the dare unknown. |
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Some say we can't complain, |
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This favoured side of the earth our domain, |
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While the other side shudders in pain. |
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Some say we're all the same. |
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Stone throwers living inside a glass cage. |
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Some say that those who reign with all their power should take all the blame |
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And our powerless disdain - it's so easy. |
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-Chorus- |
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To say we're all the same- |
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Each staggered birth born with the same love, |
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Each weary breath worthy of the same hope. |
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-Chorus- |
