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you know the way that things go |
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when what you fight for starts to fall |
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and in that fuzzy picture |
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he writing stands out on the wall |
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so clearly on the wall |
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send out the signals deep and loud |
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and in this place, can you reassure me |
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with a touch, a smile - while the cradle's burning |
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all the while the world is turning to noise |
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oh the more that it's surrounding us |
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the more that it destroys |
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turn up the signal |
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wipe out the noise |
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send out the signals deep and loud |
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man i'm losing sound and sight |
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of all those who can tell me wrong from right |
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when all things beautiful and bright |
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sink in the night |
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yet there's still something in my heart |
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that can find a way |
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to make a start |
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to turn up the signal |
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wipe out the noise |
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wipe out the noise |
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wipe out the noise |
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you know that's it |
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you know that's it |
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receive and transmit |
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receive and transmit |
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receive and transmit |
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you know that's it |
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you know that's it |
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receive and transmit |
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you know that's it |
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you know that's it |
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receive and transmit |
