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In this space where nothing will seem too right, |
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Our voice unheard in this quiet fight, |
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This march we lead will breed our song, |
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To them we're nothing, to them we're pawns |
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Oh, a desperate play to feel like we belong. |
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Now when we take up into the streets , |
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Remember, I depend on you as much as you on me, |
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Don't try and fake it, let's not pretend, |
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We made you mothers, we made you men |
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We made you mothers, we made you men |
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Oh, it's no surprise nobody listens anymore |
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To what we're saying, to what was said |
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And in your absence we promised you, |
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Oh, we'll behave, oh, we'll behave |
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So just keep running, everything will look better once you look away |
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Oh, I agree, 'cause what's the difference? |
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Oh, is there a difference we make? |
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Your day will come |
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The rain starts dancing across our backs |
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These ardent words seize this heart attack |
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Belief still strong, we can make this change |
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The stage is set to occupy the brain |
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The stage is, we made this, we made this, WE MADE IT |
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Oh, it's no surprise nobody listens anymore |
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To what we're saying, to what was said |
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And in your absence we promised you, |
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Oh, we'll behave, oh, we'll behave |
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So just keep running, everything will look better once you look away |
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Oh, I agree, 'cause what's the difference? |
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Oh, is there a difference we make? |
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Between the dapper villain in a Sunday serial at the podium |
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Or another cog in the wheel, just another cog in the wheel |
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They're both capable of making life hard |
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No bandage can end can mend all these hearts, |
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So why do I give? |
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Between, between, between |
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Between, between, between |
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Between the dream, the dream |
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Oh, it's no surprise nobody listens anymore |
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To what we're saying, to what was said |
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And in your absence we promised you, |
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Oh, we'll behave, oh, we'll behave |
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So just keep running, everything will look better once you look away |
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Oh, I agree, 'cause what's the difference? |
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Oh, what's the difference |
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Of making life hard |
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No bandage can mend all these parts, |
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So why do I live with this? |
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No difference... |
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Goodnight... |