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Shout |
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Shout |
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Let it all out |
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These are things I can do without |
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Come On |
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I'm talking to you |
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Come on |
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In violent times |
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You shouldn't have to sell your soul |
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In black and white |
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They really really ought to know |
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Those one track minds |
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That took you for a working boy |
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Kiss them goodbye |
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You shouldn't have to jump for joy |
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Shout |
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They gave you life |
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And in return you gave them them hell |
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As cold as ice |
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I hope we live to tell the tale |
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Shout |
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And when you've taken down your guard |
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If I could change your mind |
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I'd really love to break your heart |
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Shout |
