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There's a place |
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Where words mean nothing or much less |
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Such a disgrace |
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We got to get out of this mess |
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Coming in under the cover of darkness |
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How high shall we build this wall? |
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I could've said more but it would've seemed heartless |
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How hard did |
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I slam that door? |
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I swore I'd never walk away |
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Until I saw this day |
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It didn't turn out the way we planned |
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Now I'm living in broken promise land |
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Broken promise land |
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There's a town |
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I knowHas a strange resemblance to |
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JerichoAnd even though |
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Seven horns are getting ready to blow |
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Coming in under the cover of darkness |
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How high shall we build this wall? |
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Could've said more but it would've seemed heartless |
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How tight shall we close that door? |
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They only claimed to be redeemed |
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They take that name and then blaspheme |
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It didn't turn out the way we planned |
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Now I'm living in broken promise land |
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Broken promise land |
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There's a place |
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Where infidels and showgirls meet |
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Such a disgrace |
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Wedding bells crumble in the street |
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Coming in under the cover of darkness |
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How high shall we build this wall? |
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I could've said more but it would've seemed heartless |
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How tight shall we shut that door? |
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In the name of the |
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Father and the |
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SonIn the name of gasoline and a gun |
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It didn't turn out the way we planned |
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Now I'm living in broken promise land |
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Broken promise land |
