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You're saying |
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I've got, got a lot, a lot of nerve |
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To say that we could, we could be friends |
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YOu're thinking |
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I'm just another one telling lies |
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You don't want to be fooled, fooled again |
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And you always go your way |
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And I always go mine |
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Maybe one day we'll come together |
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Across the great divide |
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I heard somebody calling you a bad name |
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But I was speechless, didn't say anything to him |
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Next time |
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I swear, it'll be different |
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I promise not to be silent again |
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And you always go your way |
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And I always go mine |
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Maybe one day we'll come together |
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Across the great divide |
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And I always cross to the other side |
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But I go back every time |
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Maybe one day we'll come together |
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Across the great divide |
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I saw a bombed aisle, heard a gunshot ring |
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Saw two matchsticks burn, felt the bedsheets sting |
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Ugly words on a wall, and a robe in flames |
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Then I saw a little boy smile, when the clouds did move away |
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And you always go your way |
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And I always go mine |
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Maybe one day we'll come together |
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Across the great divide |
