| I should have wrote it down
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| Down down down down
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| I should have wrote it down
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| In my God
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| Till I play the cloud no no
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| On the battlefield you gotta
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| And find the
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| Just have to try to burn it down
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| Until the war is over
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| Why we are in such a hurry
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| To shed the pain
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| love to where I’m innocent
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| But we hate to wear the shame
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| Are we born to be divided?
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| Or born to be one
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| While we reachin' for the life found
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| Back to the lonely sun rock this world
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| With a fever whatever it takes
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| I’m gonna ride on these broken wings
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| Until they break
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| Until they break
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| They are the angels of the night
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| Making a killin' by day
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| I’m tired of preaching this the edge of
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| My word day and a
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| Oh I’m thinking ‘bout of a beautiful word to say
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| While everything comes crashing down
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| When it’s time to erase the day
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| Are we born to be divided?
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| Or born to be one
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| While we reachin' for the life found
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| Back to the lonely sun rock this world
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| With a fever whatever it takes
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| I’m gonna ride on these broken wings
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| Until they break
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| Until they break
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| I should have wrote it down
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| Down down down down
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| I should have wrote it down
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| Down down down down
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| Are we born to be divided?
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| Or born to be one
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| While we reachin' for the life found
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| Back to the lonely sun rock this world
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| With a fever whatever it takes
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| I’m gonna ride on these broken wings
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| Until they break
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| Burning' bush this is not fair
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| Crying out to sacristan
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| Are we all still one under the lonely sun
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| Burning' bush is just not fair
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| Drownin' out out everything
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| Are we all still one under the lonely sun
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| (lonely sun) |