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There's a struggle coming, but to conquer, first they must divide. |
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The machines keep humming night and day. |
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How are we so unaware, |
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Why are you not afraid? |
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Protests are drumming while you turn your nose and roll your eyes, |
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Knee-jerk reactions so ingrained. |
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Judging from an arm chair. |
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Cause there is hate and there is love and there is loss, |
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But there is light and there is dark, then there is us. |
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And whether this world burns, is none of your concern, |
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Caught up in a ticker-tape parade. |
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I have learned to stand up and just to walk away, |
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Sometimes the cold hearts aren't worth the love or the hate. |
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Learn to let go, learn to walk away. |
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Up from the shadows I'm seduced by the light of the flame, |
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But this time I'm here to stay. |
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Gunpowder residue, bright lights and turpentine, |
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True colors shining through, as we are stripped of our exteriors. |
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Now, cause there is hate and there is love and there is loss, |
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But there is right and there is wrong, then there is us. |
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We're falling until |
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We learn to stand up and just to walk away, |
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Sometimes the cold hearts aren't worth the love or the hate. |
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Learn to let go, learn to walk away. |
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Up from the shadows I'm seduced by the light of the flame, |
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But this time I'm here to stay. |
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Feet first into the quicksand, every day we are surrendering, |
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Never straying from the game plan. |
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I keep hoping you will take my hand and stand up. |
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The water's overflowing, the walls are breaking, |
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But I know where I'm going, that we can make it. |
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And there's a light still glowing and I will chase it. |
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And I've been lost before and I have been led astray, |
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But this time I'm here to stay. |
