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Well, we all got a job to do |
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And we all hate |
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GodBut we all got a job to do |
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We're gonna do it together |
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We're gonna do it together |
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We are born of despair |
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And we long for what's fair |
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We're gonna do what we can |
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On the road to getting there |
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On our way to getting there |
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Cold in the bones, rot in the teeth |
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Alone in the home, out in the street |
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All that you've grown, choked in the weeds |
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But older than stone, that's you and me |
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We are born of despair |
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We are born of despair |
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We are born of despair |
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We are born of despair |
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We're gonna do it together |
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Cold in the bones, rot in the teeth |
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Alone in the home, out in the street |
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All that you've grown, choked in the weeds |
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But older than stone, that's you and me |
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Cold in the bones, rot in the teeth |
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Alone in the home, out in the street |
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All that you've grown, choked in the weeds |
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But older than stone, that's you and me |
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We are born of despair |
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We are born of despair |
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We are born of despair |
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We're gonna do it together |
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We're gonna do it together |
