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I've seen the end ahead |
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But I still keep marching on |
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Nowhere to go but off the edge |
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All sense we had is gone |
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We do just what we are told |
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No matter what's been done |
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No consequence, no aftermath |
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No tell of what's to come |
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We march along |
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Don't care who's wrong |
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We still stand strong |
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And keep marching on |
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Although we're one |
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Under the gun |
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While you're at home |
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We march alone |
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All our leaders walk away |
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When there's nowhere left to run |
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And they leave us standing there |
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To hold a smoking gun |
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I don't wanna fight this war |
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No more, I don't know |
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What I'm really fighting for |
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What's it all for? |
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Lies you feed us |
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To mislead us |
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All just to bleed us |
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Now we're dying |
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From your lying |
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Why are you smiling? |
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With skill you kill |
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All our free will |
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We'll follow strong |
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And keep marching on |
