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There's poison in the boys in blue |
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There's poison in the boys in blue |
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Corruption, greed and feud are all I see |
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You're in a disarray |
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Things used to be a different way |
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Whatever happened to the golden age |
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It's gone, yeah, it's gone away |
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So don't ever turn your back again |
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One false move and we're all dead |
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Here I am, here I am, here I am |
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I'm back at the crossroads again |
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Oh, let me stand, let me stand, let me stand |
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On top of the mountain again |
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There's movement in the distance |
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Gunshots are all I hear |
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This petty resistance is all I see |
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I want to walk away |
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Remember better days |
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We watch the death of something beautiful |
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It's gone yeah it's gone away |
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So, don't ever turn your back again |
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One false move and we're all dead |
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Here I am, here I am, here I am |
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I'm back at the crossroads again |
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Oh, let me stand, let me stand, let me stand |
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On top of the mountain again |
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When we find a problem |
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We never look back and say |
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One chance, one moment |
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It's gone so easily |
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Well here I am, here I am, here I am |
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I'm back at the crossroads again |
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Oh, let me stand, let me stand, let me stand |
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On top of the mountain again |
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Well here I am, here I am, here I am |
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I'm back at the crossroads again |
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Oh, let me stand, let me stand, let me stand |
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On top of the mountain again |
