| Oh, when the lights go out
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| Abandon reason, listen to them shout
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| Divine, these monsters of flesh and bone
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| Oh, they make hate look so easy, no kind
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| Oh, show me your true ugly
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| The stranger you move, the sweeter you become
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| Now show me the good you’ve done
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| Show me the animal
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| We are the animal
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| Oh, how the times run out
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| (Everybody down on the ground, now, everybody down, down, down, down)
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| Burn yourself here in the heat of the sun
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| Pray it comes undone
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| Scream your loudest, no one’s coming
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| Oh, show me your true ugly
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| The stranger you move, the sweeter you become
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| Now show me the good you’ve done
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| Who raised these animals?
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| (Down, down, down, down, down, down)
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| (Down, down, down, down, down)
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| (Bang, bang, bang, bang)
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| Broken migrant, knife through heel
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| Sing your praise so Hell can hear
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| Where did you come from?
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| The strange we walk, the touch we feel
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| Could you find a way to love us all?
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| Don’t wake up
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| Show me stolen love
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| Everything, I need
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| Take away from me humility
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| Over and over I fuss, but I can’t seem to sleep as they cut
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| Oh, no, you can’t hurt me
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| Break, break, breaking up
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| Break, break, break, follow me
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| Break, break, breaking up
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| Break, break, break, follow me
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| Break, break, breaking up
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| Break, break, break, follow me
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| Break, break, breaking up
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| Break, break, break, follow me
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| Break, break, breaking up
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| Break, break, break, follow me
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| Break, break, breaking up
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| Break, break, can you hear me?
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| Break, break, breaking up
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| Break, break, break, follow me
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| Break, break, breaking up
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| Can, can, can you hear me?
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| Oh, show me your true ugly
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| The stranger you move, the sweeter you become
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| Now show me the good you’ve done (The good you’ve done)
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| (The good you’ve done)
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| Oh, show me your true ugly
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| The stranger you move, the sweeter you become
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| Now show me the good you’ve done
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| Show me the animal
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| You fucking animal
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| Don’t feed us the animals
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| 'Cause we’re not done with you
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| There’s no good you’ve done
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| Oh, show me your true ugly
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| The stranger you move, the sweeter you become
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| Now show me the good you’ve done
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| Show me the animal |