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without our vision |
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we never could get free |
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imprisoned forever, forever |
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there's a division floating through the air |
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I'm feeling like a lonely hobo alone in my bed |
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nobody else to blame, no, not at all |
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we got to cooperate |
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pick each other up each time we fall |
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simplify the complication |
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get together to unite |
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we got the power within our hands |
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concentrate it to turn the dark to light |
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from the mouths on wall street |
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you never hear it mentioned |
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in the hearts of these men, exists a dissention |
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in the paper they were pictures of the war |
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got me feeling sick inside |
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oh, I want to leave it alone |
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but I don't know where to hide |
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nobody else to blame, no, not at all |
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we got to cooperate |
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pick each other up each time we fall |
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simplify the complication |
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get together to unite |
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we got the power within our hands |
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concentrate it to turn the dark to light |
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with full clips, march to the king |
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it is the time for our awakening |
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no more fighting among ourselves |
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roll the cannonball |
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spend no more time in hell |
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nobody else to blame, no, not at all |
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we got to cooperate |
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pick each other up each time we fall |
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simplify the complication |
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get together to unite |
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we got the power within our hands |
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concentrate it to turn the dark to light |