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cream the words that |
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I would scream for you. |
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Rise the world that |
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I will rise for you. |
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Hold position by submission |
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And cause affliction. |
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Love for you, one by one. |
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This war has just begun. |
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I'm not defenseless anymore, no more. |
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You've built this wall to hide in shame, no shame. |
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I will not fear your art of war. |
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No war, it makes me sick, it makes me cringe. |
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I will not fear your art of war. |
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Guns to hold me, and chains to pull me. |
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With Gods for armies, which are made of hate. |
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Clipped my wings before |
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I dare to fly again. |
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To pull the strings of my dying bride. |
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It makes me sick to sleep. |
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War for treason, that's your reason. |
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I did not commit this crime. |
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I'm not defenseless anymore, no more. |
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You've built this wall to hide in shame, no shame. |
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I will not fear your art of war. |
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No war, it makes me sick, it makes me cringe. |
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I will not fear your art of war. |
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Of war and of war, this art of war, this art of war. |
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Guns will not hold me down. |
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Your war, guns will not hold me down, your war. |
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I'm not defenseless anymore, no more. |
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You've built this wall to hide in shame, no shame. |
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I will not fear your art of war. |
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No war, it makes me sick, it makes me cringe. |
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I will not fear your art of war. |
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I'm not defenseless anymore, no more. |
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You've built this wall to hide in shame, no shame. |
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I will not fear your art of war. |
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No war, it makes me sick, it makes me cringe. |
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I will not fear your art of war. |
