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there was a time we made 5 fingers to a fist |
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friends who tried to change dark days for the better |
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we used to spend nights of war on the summer streets |
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allies who made a stab to break away from the fetter |
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time flies! you're all grown up - I'm vehement |
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still can't believe you didn't mean to fight those fights |
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you changed - as if all was youth rebellion |
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I'll stay a kid - even if I walk alone through these nights |
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I'm a dagger |
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I'm poison |
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I'm variance |
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I'm a loving embrace - |
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for those who fight back and stand against |
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for those who stray from the path |
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for those who feel the fire |
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and carry the new world in their hearts |
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back to back - |
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reached hands, clenched fists |
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we stick together - |
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revolt, rebel, resist! |
