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Put your hands up open wide |
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Put your hands up side by side |
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Age don't matter like |
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Race don't matter like |
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Place don't matter like what's inside |
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Let the kick drum kick one time |
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Breathe out let your mind unwind |
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Eyes on the ceiling |
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Looking for the feeling |
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Wide open let your own eyes shine |
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Yeah, it's where the fight begins |
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Yeah, underneath the skin |
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Between these hopes and where we've been |
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Every fight comes from the fight within |
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I am the war inside |
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I am the battle line |
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I am the rising tide |
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I am the war I fight |
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Eyes open open wide |
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I can feel it like a crack in my spine |
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I can feel it like the back of my mind |
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I am the war inside |
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I get the feeling that we're living in sci-fi |
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I get the feeling that our weapons are lo-fi |
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Ain't no killer like pride |
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No killer like I |
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No killer like what's inside |
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Yeah, it's in the air we breathe |
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Yeah, it's in the blood we bleed |
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Beneath these dreams and what we've seen |
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We are the kids of the in-between |
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I am the war inside |
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I am the battle line |
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I am the rising tide |
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I am the war I fight |
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Eyes open open wide |
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I can feel it like a crack in my spine |
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I can feel it like the back of my mind |
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I am the war inside |
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Put your hands up open up wide |
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put your hands up side by side |
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Age don't matter like |
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Race don't matter like |
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Place don't matter like what's inside |
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Yeah, every thought or deed |
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Yeah, every tree or seed |
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The big things come from the little dreams |
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I am the war inside |
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I am the battle line |
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I am the rising tide |
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I am the war I fight |
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Eyes open open wide |
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I can feel it like a crack in my spine |
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I can feel it like the back of my mind |
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I am the war inside |
