Anothers hope, anothers game
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Anothers loss, anothers gain
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Anothers lies, anothers truth
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Anothers doubt, anothers proof
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Anothers left, anothers right
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Anothers peace, anothers fight
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Anothers name, anothers aim
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Anothers fall, anothers fame
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Anothers pride, anothers shame
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Anothers love, anothers pain
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Anothers hope, anothers game
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Anothers loss, anothers gain
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Anothers lies, anothers truth
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Anothers doubt, anothers proof
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Anothers left, anothers right
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Anothers peace, anothers fight
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Marx had an idea from the confusion of his head
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Then there were a thousand more waiting to be led
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The books are sold, the quotes are bought
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You learn them well and then you’re caught
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Anothers left, anothers right
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Anothers peace, anothers fight
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Mussolini had an idea from the confusion of his heart
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Then there were a thousand more waiting to play their part
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The stage was set, the costumes worn
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And anothers empire of destruction born
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Anothers name, anothers aim
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Anothers fall, anothers fame
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Jung had an idea from the confusion of his dream
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Then there were a thousand more waiting to be seen
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You’re not yourself the theory says
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But I can help, your complex pays
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Anothers hope, anothers game
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Anothers loss, anothers gain
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Sartre had an idea from the confusion of his brain
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Then there were a thousand more indulging in his pain
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Revelling in isolation and existential choice;
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Can you truly be alone when you use anothers voice?
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Anothers lies, anothers truth
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Anothers doubt, anothers proof
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The idea born in someones mind
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Is nurtured by a thousand blind
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Anonymous beings, vacuous souls
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Do you fear the confusion, your lack of control?
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You lift your arm to write a name
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So caught up in the identity game
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Who do you see? |
Who do you watch?
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Who’s your leader? |
Which is your flock?
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Who do you watch? |
Who do you watch?
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Who do you watch? |
Who do you watch?
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Who’s your leader? |
Which is your flock?
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Who’s your leader? |
Which is your flock?
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Who’s your leader? |
Which is your flock?
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Who’s your leader? |
Which is your flock?
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Einsten had an idea from the confusion of his knowledge
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Then there were a thousand more turning to advantage
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They realised that their god was dead
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So they reclaimed power through the bomb instead
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Anothers code, anothers brain
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They’ll shower us all in deadly rain
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Jesus had an idea from the confusion of his soul
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Then there were a thousand more waiting to take control
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The guilt is sold, forgiveness bought
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The cross is there as your reward
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Anothers love, anothers pain
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Anothers pride, anothers shame
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Do you watch at a distance from the side you have chosen?
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Whose answers serve you best? |
Who’ll save you from confusion?
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Who will leave you an exit and a comfortable cover?
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Who will take you oh so near their edge, but never drop you over?
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Who do you watch? |
Who do you watch?
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