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Pulling on your lazy arms |
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Get up out of bed |
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There's vanity |
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In the holes from which we bled |
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Your armies have come and gone |
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Silence on the battleground |
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This insurgence was just enough to see them drowned |
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You wanna swim with us, you've gotta get to the water |
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Take me to your mountain |
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Tear down the waterfall |
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It's comming near |
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Listen you can hear it call |
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So put a coin inside your mouth |
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And wade out to your knees |
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You crumble down |
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And give yourself to the sea |
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You wanna swim with us, you've gotta get to the water |
