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Woah oh Woah oh |
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Woah oh Woah oh |
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I woke up sweat soaked in the morning |
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I was mourning freedom buried deep. |
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Mourning freedom buried deep. |
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In tickers and broadcasts through power lines. |
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Freedom buried in sound bites, buried in headlines |
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And we sing |
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Woah oh Woah oh |
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Woah oh Woah oh |
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A nation in fervor has given up. |
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No, no, no, this fight has just begun. |
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With movements and revolutions as few and far between. |
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As movements and revolutions will ever come to be |
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This scare is blood soaked red - soaked red |
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Marked down the last words that you said, as we watched this city |
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Woah oh Woah oh |
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Watch it burn! |
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Woah oh Woah oh |
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Alright! |
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It's beaten in and beaten in. |
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We're coming back around again. |
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It's beaten in and beaten in. |
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We're coming back around again |
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This scare is blood soaked red - soaked red |
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Marked down the last words that you said, as we watched this city |
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Fall and hit the ground |
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No one can ever replace what we've lost now. |
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Fall and hit the ground |
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No one can ever replace what we've lost now, yeah! |
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We're coming back around |
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Woah oh Woah oh |
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We're coming back around |
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Woah oh Woah oh |
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We're coming back around |
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Woah oh Woah oh |
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We're coming back around |
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Woah oh Woah oh |
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We're coming back around |
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Woah oh Woah oh |
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We're coming back around |
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Woah oh Woah oh |
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We're coming back around |
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Woah oh Woah oh |
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We're coming back around |
