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Back again for round two, we're still not done, we've just begun. |
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What you hear is not a lie, it's the truth, it's the truth. |
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You'll regret what was said, by the end of this song. |
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Bright minds come forth, not blinded by the shit, |
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of all that's meaningless, but who's to blame. |
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Called to arms. |
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Gather your troops. |
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Be sure to strike with intent. |
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It would be a shame to only make a dent. |
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Called to arms. |
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Gather your troops. |
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We've asked for just one more chance, |
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but you're backed up to the edge, |
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you're backed up to the edge. |
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Open your eyes and do not fear, |
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intentions are pure and words are clear. |
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I'm afraid to let this go, I'm afraid to let this go. |
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When I'm broken and I'm gone. |
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When I'm broken and I'm gone. |
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When it's all said and done I'll still be my gathers son. |
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All we ask for is just one more chance to make everything clear. |
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Open your eyes our dreams are clear. |
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You'll regret what was said by the end of this song. |
