| Hurting like a knife
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| Violence, intolerance
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| Between man and wife
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| A little child that shivers
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| Afraid of its own daddy’s touch
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| Those people look like you and me
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| Absolutely ordinary
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| Sometimes you even find them
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| On Sunday mornings in the church
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| But you can see it in their eyes
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| They are private warriors in disguise
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| It is a struggle for existence
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| For the right to disagree
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| This is private war behind closed doors
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| Where it leads nobody knows
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| They are conquerors in the name of ignorance
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| This is private war behind closed doors
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| Just a family affair, but a red river’s source
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| This is private war
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| Two heads of state discussing
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| Find no way to compromise
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| They hold their different points of view
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| And the tension starts to rise
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| They are just like you and me
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| But they got something deep within
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| There is a time bomb ticking
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| Under those people’s skin
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| A man and his wife
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| Mother and daughter
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| Brother and brother
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| Father and son
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| If they had an army to command
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| So what would they have done
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| You can see it in their eyes
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| They are private warriors in disguise
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| It is a struggle for existence
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| For the right to disagree
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| This is private war behind closed doors
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| Where it leads nobody knows
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| They are conquerors in the name of ignorance
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| This is private war behind closed doors
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| Just a family affair, but a red river’s source
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| This is private war
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| You can see it in their eyes
|
| They are private warriors in disguise
|
| It is a struggle for existence
|
| For the right to disagree
|
| This is private war behind closed doors
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| Where it leads nobody knows
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| They are conquerors in the name of ignorance
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| This is private war behind closed doors
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| Just a family affair, but a red river’s source
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| This is private war
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| This is war |