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My god is better than yours |
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And the walls of my house are |
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so thick I hear nothing at all |
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I followed you out in the storm |
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but it carried you off |
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And I burned every picture of yours, |
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was that not enough? |
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My gun is bigger than yours |
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So let's arm the masses and see |
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what the bastards do then |
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Walking tall once set us apart, |
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now we're down on all fours |
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Do you cry my name in the dark, |
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like I do yours? |
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These storms are getting stronger now, |
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trusses all bend and sway |
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Lightning hits, the power goes out in the fray |
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As the waves crash high |
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and the shoreline disappears |
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I will scream to the sky: "Hey, people live here!" |
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My dreams are not unlike yours |
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They long for the safety and |
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break like a glass chandelier |
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But there's laughter and oh there is love |
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Just past the edge of our fears |
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And there's chaos when push comes to shove |
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But it's music to my ears |
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May you be in heaven before |
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the devil knows you're dead |
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May these winds be always at your back |
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'Cause when we're all just ghosts |
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and the madness overtakes us |
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We will look at the ashes |
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and say: "People lived here." |
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From the penthouse to the holy martyr |
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Sea to shining sea |
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From the coffins full of kindergarteners |
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Is this what you call free? |
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From the hate that drips from all your crosses |
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Are your hands so clean? |
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There's a wildfire and it's spreading far |
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From sea to shining sea |
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When we're all just ghosts |
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and the madness overtakes us |
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I will scream to the sky, |
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yeah I'll scream to the sky |
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Yeah I'll scream to the sky: |
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"Hey, people live here." |
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