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Endgame |
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Rise Against |
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and on that day they'll tell you |
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that life hung on with no clue |
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the warning signs were all just missed or shattered down |
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so it goes |
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the kings all failed to tell us |
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the madmen failed to sell us |
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of what would then befall the only life we know |
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when they're burning signal fires |
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to guide us to the fields |
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we're building funeral pyres |
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they all commit a final appeal |
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the city lines are down |
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the kerosene's run out |
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the fact surreal |
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we relied upon |
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i shed the sun clean skin |
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and start to feel again |
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cuz all the shoulders i wish to cry on gone |
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the paranoia gripped us |
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berate and then consume us |
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the panic set in like a cancer to our hearts |
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spreading through |
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we've been on fire like genius |
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i pray for god to save us |
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there was no answer, though |
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disease tore us apart |
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we left bodies in the fields |
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so numb that we forgot how to feel |
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the city lines are down |
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the kerosene's run out |
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the fact surreal |
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we relied upon |
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i shed the sun clean skin |
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and start to feel again |
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cuz all the shoulders i wish to cry on gone |
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he looked at the fields, and then his hands |
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all i need is what i have |
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then fell a tear of happiness |
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oh... |
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she watched it all crumble away |
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is this the end of yesterday? |
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"lord, i hope so" is all he said |
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all i've got are the organs |
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all i've got are the (?) |
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and as we go forth |
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i pray we'll remember this day |
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oh, we relied on now |
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the city lines are down |
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the kerosene's run out |
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the fact surreal |
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we relied upon |
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i shed the sun clean skin |
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and start to feel again |
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with no more shoulders, shoulders to cry on now |
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no more, no more |
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no more, no more |
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no more, no more |
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the weight that we once felt is gone |
