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See the end see the end of time |
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From the widow's walk i feel the undertow |
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It grows and my fishin' pole |
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Like a willow bends toward the blackest hole |
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To the hole |
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See the film see the black and whites |
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Circle stationed stupid to the tape that rolls |
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My soul receives another blow |
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From the flashlight of the city hate line |
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Oh oh ooh ooh ooh ooh |
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I wish you well |
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I tell you that it can be helped |
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I told you it can be helped |
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See the bad dreams that you speak about |
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And all the things you bring to light are comin' down |
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Now everybody hit the ground |
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Fear is on the march and in the lost and found |
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These are the times to read between the lines |
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Yeah my truck runneth over false prophet signs |
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And road blocks |
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In the road |
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I wish you well |
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I tell you that it can be helped |
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I told you it can be helped |
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I told you it can be helped |
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[los angeles has been hit - spoken] |
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Newspaper cloaks to wrap the truth |
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Propagand-acid dropped on the youth |
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It's easy to see like pulling a tooth |
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No one in line in the ballot booth |
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The dragon down south may blow some smoke |
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Even the jester is drummin' up votes |
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They talk about building morale and hope |
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They're just building bigotry a better rope |
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One that won't break one you can't even see |
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One made of paper and policies |
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I wish you well |
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I tell you that it can be helped |
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I told you it can be helped |
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It can be helped |
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Oh but it can be helped |
