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Have you ever been a victim in a violent fight |
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When you know it's not true and you know it's not right |
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Got not one ounce, inch of control |
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You got lust for blood runnin' in your soul |
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You know if every person upon this earth |
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Became the image of the mother in a violent birth |
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We could sow the seed, toss up the sand |
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And heal this brutal beat-up land |
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If there's a place to be, why don't you come with me |
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Listen to your father, listen to your brother |
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Take every chance that comes, maybe you'll find someone |
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We don't need to argue, we just need each other |
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There's a mirror on the table, if you feel you could use it |
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Don't be ashamed, go ahead just do it |
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Protect your cranium, let it explode |
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Put your faith in the mother lode |
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Now if all this seems to be eccentric |
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Be aware be sure I meant it |
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The tunnel of love has got no end |
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I'm well received, but I don't send |
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If there's a place to be, why don't you come with me |
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Listen to your father, listen to your brother |
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Take every chance that comes, maybe you'll find someone |
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We don't need to argue, we just need each other |
