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We fight these fools, and it's so true |
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That kindness kills |
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More than a fist could ever do |
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And I'd be scared of love I never wanted |
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You'd be surprised at what really sits in my heart |
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Passion fuels who we are |
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This is why we're here every night |
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Critical-minded from a place so full of shame |
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We sleep tonight so sound |
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And empty promise of a dream |
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Among the streets of this dead town |
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I'm waking up |
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Overburdened, shoved aside |
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Remember peace in all this mess |
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This dead town |
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We sleep tonight so sound |
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And empty promise of a dream |
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Among the streets of this dead town |
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I'm waking up |
