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Now is the time when I have to figure out |
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Imaginary protection should fill us with pride |
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You punish the innocent |
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Your rage is mad |
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I can hardly have faith in you |
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I just can't make you out above |
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Anymore |
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Where is your so-called higher love? |
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We need more |
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Every day I could cover up my eyes |
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Nothing but cruelty, injustice and evil lies |
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Born pure, we are spoilt by guilt and grow to waste |
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And that's supposed to make us feel safe |
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I just can't make you out above |
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Anymore |
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Where is your so-called higher love? |
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We need more |
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I just can't make you out above |
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Anymore |
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Where is your so-called higher love? |
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We need more |
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Why can't you just send a sign of assurance? |
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If you are so damned almighty, take a glance |
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We long for a little gesture if there's still a chance |
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I just can't make you out above |
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Anymore |
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Where is your so-called higher love? |
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We need more |