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Wait! |
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There's never been a mess like this, no more hands to hold |
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When the page turns tomorrow with the hurt to give up |
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Curse us as God has |
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Believe me, Hell has no room for your crime |
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Beat me until the blood and the bone find our end near |
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Bye, bye world |
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Or will our hope still hold on? |
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Boy, you're never going to see |
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The things that will come of these (days) |
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Raise your hands high! Young brothers and sisters |
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There's a world's worth of work and a need for you |
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Oh a change is coming, feel these doors now closing in |
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Is there no world for tomorrow, if we wait for today? |
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So march to the drumming, show them you're coming |
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You've been their play toy |
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Cut to the carving, bleed them 'til robbing |
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Enough! They'll take no more |
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You've been given all the power, boy. Now go and make your move |
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Curse us, these gods aren't faking, |
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Have mercy on the cowards, boy. They'll pray to have you lose |
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Help us, this world's now breaking |
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So now they've noticed all you've given in sound, Let us in, let us in |
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Give me love over life the sweet soft of ground, Let us in, let us in now |
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In the light we'll sing, As all hurt must bring, In the falling cusp, Of all broken things |
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In the coming dusk, You will call on us, And unite we must, I'm the Crowing done! |
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You all think you've figured me out, Do as I say |
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Your words mean nothing at all, So now I lay |
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I said, "Come, Momma! Come, Momma! As I need." |
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I said, "Come, Momma! Come, Momma! Will watch you bleed." |
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What did I do to deserve all of this? What did I do to deserve all of you? |
