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And the chained man |
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Sang in a sigh |
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'I feel like going home' |
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And the dokhtar fell |
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Holding the shell of her child |
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And said, 'I feel like going on' |
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While the captors boast |
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On how they lower your costs |
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The rich men gamble |
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At the foot of the cross |
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We're your careless mistakes |
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We're the spirits you raised |
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We are what remains... |
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And one by one |
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They made the ants march down |
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Down into the killing fields |
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And I know more than one place |
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Where you might never come back |
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If you show how you really feel |
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But there's a brand new show |
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For you to watch today |
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So all the Western eyes |
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Can look the other way |
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We're your careless mistakes |
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We're the spirits you raised |
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We are what remains... |